milap
I mean, you think you know someone, and then they go and sing something acapella.
Archive for September, 2006
return?
My spam folder is bulging. I’m guessing Homecoming is approaching. Anyone going?
do you want fries with that
Scene: pre-class coalescence.
Girl: Wait, are any of you guys single? I have really cute friends.
Fella #1: Not me. I’m practically married.
Fella #2: I am.
Girl: squeal! I’ll set you up. Hm… it might take some time to find the right girl.
Fella #2 Why’s that?
Girl: –I mean, I have friends that are total sluts, but you probably want, like, a nice girl, yeah?
Great philosphical question. Which would you prefer?
sudo make me a sandwich (via kottke)
no need to check the timestamp
I suppose:
Some things are still difficult to let go of.
Some stories will be quietly shelved.
Some memories will still make you smile as you drift to slumbers
You can read more about this and other gems in my upcoming book, “Lil’ Wish-washy and the Village of Clichéd Vagueries.”
new words
When reading cases, sometimes, well, the shit don’t make any sense. My strategy is usually to go back to a sentence and look up every word. The best (read: worst) part of legal writing is the definition overloading (er, in the C++ sense of the word). Apparently, “attach” also means to seize property. And “consideration” in contracts is the peanut butter in PB & J sandwiches.
I am maintaining a list of every new word I have learned since starting school. I’ll share every once in a while. You can be a lawyer too.
Some favorites so far that I’m going to try to drop into everyday conversation:
ambit - scope, bounds, extent of something
decedent - a person who has died
penury - extreme poverty
how’s school
I weighed myself the other day and apparently I lost 6 lbs. I’m wasting away here. And in the library. Send MREs.
we need to talk
Friends, after talking with all of you (believe me, it’s not just you, yes you there, in the black shirt), it is abundantly clear the theme of the week/month/year is Dissolution of Relationship.
Let’s hold a conference. We can run break-up workshops, have speed-dating sessions, hold hands, bemoan the modern-age freedom/curse in choosing one’s life-mate. We can screen The Last Kiss; our keynote speaker can be Whitney Houston.
CNN: Massive body spray slick spreading. Hmm.. CNN syndicating The Onion articles.
fantasy
Instead of doing my case reading for Torts, Contracts, and Civil Procedure tonight, I opted to participate in my fantasy hockey league draft. The draft was fun until I read the rules of the League afterwards and realized my team sucks.
That’s good though, because now I have resigned myself to a season of sucking it hard (let’s just say +/- and PIM are my statistical bread and butter), and return to reading about kids drowning in swimming pools and the parents that love them.
lockers
Some people were asking for photos of school (okay, no one was asking, but let’s assume my life as a law student is remotely interesting).
i got called on today
I got called on in class today. I spoke clearly, calmy, and confidently and my answer was wrong wrong wrong WRONG. I think the analogy about losing the battle but winning the war is applicable here. Well, applicable until the part when near the end of my answer I realized I was running out of words in my sentence bank and I got really nervous and a sort of strange warble crept in my voice that hinted at my feelings of sheer terror at having to speak aloud in class in front of my peers oh god oh god I am talking in class people are hearing my voice.
the roc is still alive
Is anyone else disturbed by the universal hand sign for Roc-a-fella? It’s much too graphic for me.
we will listen
As I promised, photos (albeit meager) from the AMEX Kanye concert.
don’t let me down
In this temporary lapse of Law School Tales, I humbly hope to distract you with the best Beatles song you’ve probably never heard. With amazing, soaring, pleading vocals by Lennon and a buoyant bass line by McCartney, it floored me when it popped up on my shuffle last night.
Update: I took it down. Gotta stay legit.
school news
My Jewish friends tell me I am still not permitted to make Jewish jokes despite what my daily proximity to (or even dating history, for that matter) may suggest.
In any case, there is a gentle irony in such generosity as this.
farewell apt
privacy only matters if people care about you
I guess some people are in an uproar over the news feed feature in Facebook. I find myself with a converse problem; namely, I don’t want to know about all my Friends’ changes in Facebook, regardless of whether or not they want it known.
Like many people, I denoted many casual acquaintances as Friends to raise my popularity metrics and to take a peak at what they are up to. But with the News Feed feature, I find my feed flooded with minutiae about people I honestly don’t give a shit about.
Do I care that Casual Acquaintance Michael has made friends with Stranger Bubblefuck II? No.
Do I care that Friend-I-only-accepted-as-to-not-offend-him Johnny has joined the Bring Back Star Trek group? Hell no.
Do I care Friend-only-because-of-their-slutty-profile-photo Susie is now watching The Hills? Um, no.
In other words, forget your privacy concerns; I do not care enough about your information. I want a fricking filter on my end. They should make the news feed opt-in. “Do you want to Watch this friend? Yes/No”. I want my News Feed to be useful, aka only see updates on Friends I actively care about.
In hindsight, if Facebook staff had made the News Feed empty by default and allow users to build it by adding friends to Watch, they probably would have not shocked people’s sensibilities so much and probably would have prevented the backlash now felt. Defaults are important, people.
I can’t believe I spent this much time thinking about the Facebook. I have drunk driving cases to brief.