It's really human of you to listen to all my bullshit.

I just discovered what might be one of the most fabulous blogs ever: Stuck in the '80s. What, you don't agree? Well, phooey. See, I am a big fan of everything '80s. I grew up during the '80s. When I was 8 and I was watching John Hughes films, I couldn't wait to grow up and be a cool teenager like the ones in the movies, and have life experiences like the ones in Sixteen Candles and The Breakfast Club. I eventually grew up of course, and I'm still waiting for my life to be that exciting, and fun, and sugar-coated. So that's where my love of everything '80s stems from.

In light of that, there was this video posted on that site - I've watched it twice already. It features clips from some of my favorite '80s movies, all set to the tune of one of my favorite '80s songs. Enjoy, dudes!

We're all pretty bizarre. Some of us are just better at hiding it, that's all.

Damn three posts in one day! Clearly, I'm making up for lost time.

Ok I was tagged by Meg on this one - and Lord knows I love me a meme. So here goes:

Six Weird Things About Me
(You ready?? Because I really am weird...)

1. I have a weather/dressing chart - it breaks down temperature categories by season and indicates what to wear for each category. It has taken me years to perfect, but I can proudly say that I am comfortable temperature-wise in my daily outfits. Yes, I realize this is slightly OCD.

2. I don't ever put milk in my cereal.

3. Speaking of cereal, I totally heart cereal dust (you know...the crap at the bottom of the box when all the actual cereal is done).

4. I love doing laundry. I'm slightly obsessive about how I do my laundry, too.

5. I love the smell of gasoline and magic markers.

6. Whenever I hear I Will Follow You Into the Dark by Death Cab for Cutie, I can't help tearing up - primarily because I think of Pup.

I have to tag 6 people here, according to the instructions, so here goes - just tell me 6 weird things about yourself - have fun!! I'm tagging AB (you have to have some weird crap to share...), Cubicle Hell, (c'mon, update your freaking blog!!!), Wendy, FY, Sadie, and Sheila! Ok, going to bed...yea I KNOW it's not even 10pm - but I'm exhausted!!!!!

It's not who you go with, honey. It's who takes you home.

This past weekend was the Law School Prom; and what a prom it was! First of all, my dress was absolutely fabu, if I don't say so myself. It was just perfect, and I was in love with it. Everyone looked so nice, and it was super fun to see everyone just having a good time. I enjoyed myself more this year than last year, I think. It probably has to do with just being more comfortable in my "law school skin" this year than I was last year. Maybe I've just matured a little bit - whatever it was, it worked, and Hubby and I had a really nice time. The only damper to the situation was that I was recovering from a nasty UTI, and the antibiotic that I was taking made me oh-so-nauseous. So unfortch, I had to pass on most of the alcohol. Oh well - at least I was still able to have a prom-rockin' time!

Now it's back to the grind...I am quite pleased to report that next week I'm all done with the torture job of the spring semester! Woo hoo!! I am counting down the days as if Christmas was coming. Besides the obvious about that place, I really just need to free up my time to work on my outlines and my appellate advocacy brief, and all that other good stuff.

In other news, I have some very BIG news (well, big for me anyway) - I have officially pioneered a chapter of the Student Animal Legal Defense Fund at my school!!!!! I have been working on this with a couple of other students for months now, and all our efforts are finally paying off. I am trying to hold an informational/general interest meeting in April, so of course everything is super hectic - wish me luck!!!!! :-)

The Bunnies Are Here!

Shameless plug, but I really like my friend over at this store :-) Plus, who doesn't love some good chocolate candy??

The bunnies are here! Easter is Sunday April 8th and right around the corner. Visit Van Holten's to see bunnies ranging from very small to a full 3 feet tall.
All made of pure homemade milk chocolate. Many also available in dark and white chocolate. Shop early for the best selection.

Other items available but not yet listed on our site are coconut, vanilla and peanut butter cream eggs. Also fruit and nut eggs in addition to jelly beans and much, much more.

Are You Fcking Kidding Me??

This article just pissed me off in the worst way - South Carolina is apparently trying to pass this ridiculous bill that would make a woman trying to get an abortion LOOK AT AN ULTRASOUND FIRST. Give me a break!! You know, for most women, making that decision is not something that is taken lightly. The LAST thing a woman in that position needs is to have her nose further rubbed in what she is about to do - which is what this bill sets out to do. I'm disgusted. What's next?? Is Roe v. Wade going to be reversed?? Is that what all this hubbub seeks to accomplish?????

I can't believe this. They fking forgot my birthday.

With all the Spring Break fanfare, I completely forgot - that my blog turned one this past week! So happy birthday to moi!

I'm on vaca the rest of the week, my friends! Actually, I've been away on vaca since Thursday, but I've been fortunate enough to have had a cushy hotel set up with internet access. However, as of tomorrow, no more until the end of the week.

Until then, I leave you all with a new fun site to check out, that happens to be operated by a friend of mine: AB on Parade. Make sure you stop by and check him out. Don't you just love a shameless plug??

Ciao!

To girls with big tits!

WARNING: MEN MIGHT WANT TO STEER CLEAR OF THIS POST

I was not blessed with big boobs. I wasn't even blessed with medium-sized ones, unfortch. For anyone that knows me, this is no surprise - because I complain about it pretty frequently. I don't know if I would ever go the route of plastic surgery to "enhance" myself. In any event, it's not an option now anyway because I can't afford boobs on a student's salary (read = no salary).

Recently, however, I was introduced to a product that may very well be the non-surgical answer to all of my prayers...and to the prayers of all of you out there with similar woes.

I bring to you....TAKEOUTS.

For those of you that are not familiar with this type of product, it's also commonly known as the "chicken cutlet" for the boob. They're clear, smushy, realistic-feeling silicone inserts that you stick in your bra or bikini top, and voila - you're a full cup size bigger!

I'll admit, I was timid at first, and unsure as to whether I wanted to make this investment (ok, at under $50 it's not really an investment). I waited anxiously for Amazon to deliver my special package; but let me tell you - they were worth every penny. I'm not saying I'll wear them every day...but they are sure going to do the trick on a couple of shirts I own. They might have been so-so before, but they'll be so-so-amazing now!

What do you mean he don't eat no meat?

I think that I am in the midst of making a major life decision. I think...I may have decided...to become a vegetarian.

Anyone who reads this blog knows I am a pretty big animal-lover and animal-advocate. As a matter of fact, my dream job would be to do legal work for animal rights groups; but, alas, I need money first, so that dream will have to be put on the back burner for a while. Lately, however, I have been starting to think that I am a hypocrite - here I am, talking about how animals should no longer be considered property, how we need to be conscious of animals being treated cruelly, but I am enjoying a big juicy burger as much as the next person. What about that cow that gave its life so that meat could end up on my plate? Not just gave its life, but gave its life in a heart-wrenching manner. Oftentimes inhumanely. With that in mind, I think that I must, for the sake of my own beliefs, try to give up meat completely.

For sure, this will not be easy. In fact, several helpful vegetarian geared websites have encouraged a more of a "weaning off" approach to becoming a vegetarian, such as starting with eliminating meat just three days of the week for two weeks, then moving up to five days for two weeks, and so forth. However, I think that my love and respect for animals deserves a fair shot. So here I am...trying to embrace the veggies and fruits, legumes, and carbs - wish me luck!

Anyone taking over/under bets??

Clark, Audrey's frozen from the waist down.

Days like today, I want to pack up and move to Hawaii. Yesterday wasn't too bad because school was canceled, so I didn't have to brave the elements whatsoever. Except to shovel the front walk, but that was good exercise more than anything; but today, I had to go to class and go to work, in the midst of piles of dirty snow turned nice. Not so fun!

However, there was one really fun thing that made my day today - One True Media. You can go on this site, upload your pics, choose your song, and make your own video montage - totally free!! You can even make the montage into a DVD that you can order and purchase - what a great gift, especially if you've been in a friend's wedding, you can do this for her with the pictures you take at her wedding, and have it ready for her when she gets back from her honeymoon!

On another note, I recently just saw The Departed. I was really excited to see it because everyone I had spoken to who had seen it had great things to say about it. Plus, I really loved Goodfellas and Casino, and I was hoping for this movie to live up to the hype. I won't say that it sucked, but it was not nearly as good as I had hoped. Jack Nicholson's performance was typical old Jack - nothing special there from him. Damon and DiCaprio were both good, but not because the movie was good, but because they just take over a screen whenever they're on it. I'm usually a big fan of Mark Wahlberg (he'll always be Marky Mark to me...), but I have to admit that his performance here was utterly useless. In short, it did NOT have to be nearly three hours long (quasi-pun NOT intended); and after suffering through it, at least give me SOMETHING for my trouble besides an anti-climactic ending.

A positive anything is better than a negative nothing

I want to apologize for my hiatus. Although it has not been THAT long, it has felt like an eternity to me; but things seem to be picking up around here, and I am hoping and hopeful that they will continue to look up. So I promise some more substantial posts in the days to come, but I just wanted you all to know that I'm still here, still alive, still standing. Thank you sooo much for all your kind words of support!

I tell people to hope for the best and prepare for the worst.

Did you ever go through a bad patch that was so bad that you weren't sure you were ever going to come out on the other side of it? I guess that's where I am about now, unfortunately. It's been quite some time, too, since I've seen days this dark and gloomy. It seems like no matter how hard I try, my problems haunt me from the second I wake up in the morning, until the moment I go to bed at night. And I'm tired of feeling this way. I just want it to stop, I want the pain and hurt to stop, and I don't see any light at the end of the tunnel - hell, I can't even spot the end of the tunnel, if there ever is one.

I made a red velvet cake yesterday, my favorite. Isn't cake supposed to make everything

better? I don't think it's working just yet.

UPDATE: I'm lying here watching Pup sleep, and I have to say, DOGS RULE.

I must be crazy to be in a loony bin like this.

Sorry for the lack of posting for the last week. I was undergoing, to say the very least, a very stressful moment in my life. I'm trying to move along with my life, however, so here I am again, rejoining blogland. And with a new tale of woe from The Twilight Zone.

Today was the worst day there by far. Unbearable puts it mildly. Apparently, coworker #1 (who we will call CQ), does not like chit chat. Therefore, H and I have been banned to another area of the office where the work conditions are somewhat substandard. What's more, everything I say is wrong. Everything I say is met with some sort of opposition, some comment, SOMETHING. I've come to the conclusion that I will just say nothing at all; but that makes for a really uncomfortable time. And I have to go there a certain number of hours per week, of course. Grrrrrrr......

Thank God for the weekend.......

On a happier note, however........I am anticipating Wendy Boucher's new book!!!! I can't wait to get it, and am even more excited to read it!! :-)

I felt a great disturbance in the Force...I fear something terrible has happened.

Sorry, but I had to do it. My hater has continued on his spree of spreading hate on my blog, so I've had to enable comment moderation. I'm sorry if this creates inconvenience/impatience, but I promise I will review all comments left promptly and approve all the love. Comment on.

Here where time and space collide

The place I am working at this semester is, to say the very least, an experience. Let's for the sake of discussion here, call it Twilight Zone.

At Twilight Zone there exists the motliest of crews. First of all, everyone is very, very polite. Everyone also speaks to each other in very politically correct tones of voice, and using carefully chosen words. Finally, it's as quiet as a tomb in this place. No radio, no talking, NOTHING. I'm not really feeling like I fit in. While everyone is nice enough, and I enjoy the work that I'm doing, I'm a little concerned that now...the fourth's dimension has crossed.....

The time has come for someone to put his foot down. And that foot is me.

Well, I guess it was bound to happen. It appears that someone has decided to start leaving hateful comments on my blog. Hateful and insulting.

Now, I fully understand that a blog is a forum where my opinions are posted out there for all to read. I expect that not everyone will always agree with what I have to say, and I encourage comments to be left on my blog, as evidenced by my comments link, because I enjoy gaining insight in what the rest of the world might think about topics that interest me. That is half the fun of this silly blogging business.

What I do not appreciate, however, is someone leaving derogatory remarks in my comments section. Baseless derogatory remarks, to be exact. That is just not cool. If you are such an asshat that you cannot formulate an intelligent, coherent opinion without the use of obscenities and insults, then I not only pity you, but I will ban you from leaving comments on my blog.

At this time, I have banned the heinous individual that has led me to write this post. If the assault on my blog continues, I will have no choice but to enable comment moderation, which I hesitate to do because I really don't have the time or patience for that, but we'll see what happens.

Sorry to everyone for the ominous post. Now for your regularly scheduled programming.

Let's get some shoes, bech

So funny, you just have to watch the whole thing.

You've done a lot of solid work here, but it's just not Ivy League, now is it?

Grades have started popping up today....I'm going to go crawl under a rock and die.

Don't be fooled because she may seem like your typical selfish, back-stabbing slut faced ho-bag, but in reality, she's so much more than that.

I got some fan mail today, and I thought it was worthy of writing a post about it. I won't put who it was from, of course, because that would just be so not classy, but here is the body of the email, relating to my Gerald Ford post:

"Just wondering why you complained about the Gerald Ford thing. I mean seriously, it makes you seem really selfish. He was a President."

Well, dear New Reader:
It makes me SEEM really selfish? I AM really selfish, so gosh I hope it comes off that way on this blog; and why did I complain about the Gerald Ford thing? Well I think it's pretty apparent from the post why I was complaining - because I didn't get any mail, and we already have all these holidays dedicated towards honoring everyone and their mother where we already don't get mail, and I couldn't see the point of yet another mail-less day. And yes, I know he was a president - that's what President's Day is for.

I hope that answers your email....come again soon!!!! :-)

Down here, it's our time. It's our time down here.

It's pretty dick when your winter break isn't over yet, but there is a plethora of reading assignments posted on the school's website. You know, I'm still relaxing. I'm still enjoying my time. Why do I have to do pre-semester schoolwork?? I mean, I guess I could not do it; but that would not be a good way to start off the semester. It's just wrong - because if the assignments aren't there, then there is no guilt; but if they are posted, then I experience guilt when I don't do it.

There should be a rule - no professor should be allowed to post reading assignments for the upcoming semester until grades are posted for the previous semester. Short and simple. If grades were out, I wouldn't feel so bitter about doing schoolwork. Ok fine I would, but I would at least do it and shut up about it. This way, I feel compelled to rant.

Grrr. Whatev, I'm going back to watching MTV. At least for three more days.