I am celebrating by watching a movie with my friend Lolli. Lolli is a dude, it's a long story. So we're both craving Chipotle. Good news there is one just 2 blocks from my house. Bad news, I remembered that if you wear a costume on Halloween you get a free burrito. I put in our orders online, I hope that heading to the front of the line in front of everyone doesn't get one of us cut! Wish me luck. And Happy Halloween!
Edit: My little brother won a costume contest for 4-6 year olds for scariest costume. He was a ninja. After he won his trophy, he was apparently jumping up and down and asking her to call me, so he could tell me. I had no idea what he was saying, but I knew it was adorable.
Double Edit: Snorkles I know you wanted a mention, so here you are. Snorkles rocks and when she comes down to visit me in a couple of weeks, I'll have a big dinner party. AWESOME!!
Over at Better Together LEO brings up a very good point about budgeting. Since moving back and starting school I have realized, just how much money I spent while I was away. Traveling with Liam certainly added to our expenses. but we were also always out at brunches, balls, and bars. Jeez the Bs are expensive. I would estimate that I spend (other than bills) about $300/mo. I spend $50 of groceries every week. I could probably bring that down, but I don't want to clip coupons. Every time I go to the store, I take out $20 in extra cash. That generally keeps me for a long while.
It helps that I don't do ANYTHING other than go to work and study. I don't go to bars anymore, I bought special half price movie tickets through my school at the beginning of the semester. $30 for a semester's worth of movies. I smuggle in my own food to keep that cost down. The bills are quite expensive, well my rent is quite expensive, but that all comes out of my rent fund that I accrued over the years. Utilities aren't kicking my butt because I only spend 3 hours a day in my apartment when I'm not sleeping. I didn't realize how much I could save by never being in my apartment. 1/2 a sandwich for lunch and dinner sets me back more than I could like, about $8/day. I do pack my lunch most of the time, but other times I can't, so I suck it up. I have contributed my max toward my 401(k) and Roth IRA this year, so I can't really think of what else I should be doing.
Maybe I should just blow it all and get a Black Card.
Someone at work mentioned that their cousin works for Amex, so they try the card out at certain establishments to make sure that Black Card customers receive the treatment they are supposed to. For over $7,500 in FEES the first year, I would hope that they had better make you feel pretty special. I'm talking carrying you around on a litter and feeding you grapes. Oh you pay $7,500 and you still have to charge $250,000/year on it. That's ridiculous, but I have to admit the card it pretty! I can't even imagine spending $250,000/year on a charge card, let alone that much money in a whole year! I'm pretty happy with spending my $50/wk on groceries. I'm much more likely to get a rush from finding a great deal, than blowing a shit ton of money. Maybe that's why my family always put gift cards in my birthday cards instead of money. They knew if they gave me money, I would just save it. I'm sure glad I started out that with that mind frame than those chick on my Super Sweet 16. I couldn't imagine how life would be with such a sense of entitlement at only 15 years old. I'm pretty sure they will all get punched in the face at least once in their life. That should be the where are they now show. "Where Were They Knocked Down a Peg."
It is really really really my favorite tv show right now. I do love Glee, but some days are better than others. Modern Family on the other hand is always spot on! Ed O'Neill is amazing. If you're not watching it, you should. I especially love the Costco episode. For all of your Costco snobs, they have 2 gallon barrels of pickles.
I'm also so incredibly tired that this post might just devolve in to a smattering of key hits when my head whacks off the keyboard. fnuia bgari just kidding.
Since Halloween is just around the corner and my family has informed me that they will be driving down to Florida this weekend, I guess I'm on my own. I'm sure glad I called me mom to ask when I should arrive or I never would have freaking known they were on their way to Disney. They go about 4 times a year, I should have known that the one weekend I wanted to visit they would all be piling in the mini van and blazing down 95 to sunny FL.
Now this means that my whole recapturing my childhood Halloween is out. This leaves two options: 1) Pretend that it's not actually Halloween and just hang with friends, maybe go to a movie 2) Actually go out and do something, meaning I would need to find a costume and a party
I'm not so sure how I feel about option 2, so I'll probably go with option 1. When you get older and don't have kids, Halloween becomes a really weird holiday. I mean dressing up and going out for a woman generally mean dressing as a slutty nurse/doctor/pilot/prisoner/_____. I'm not cool with that. I don't feel like wandering all over the city, especially if I'm not going to be able to get any free candy. If you're not going to someone's party, it just isn't as fun. No one of my friends really feel like having one, so it looks like it will be a low keep weekend of studying, Chipotle, ice cream and baking. I'm cool with that. Actually it might turn out better than I'd hoped!
I think it's the best one I have done so far. That's not saying much, but I think it's a lot better. Now it's time to start thinking about the important things. HALLOWEEN!! As Halloween gets closer, I'm getting more and more excited about this time of year.
I really really enjoy the holiday season. All of it makes me feel all warm and fuzzy. This Halloween I'm going to go to visit the family. I'll take my little sisters and brother trick or treating. It's only a matter of time until they are way too big. It was only really this year that I came to appreciate Halloween. I mean, talk about a great freaking holiday. You get to go from house to house with your friends and family and get people to give you FREE CANDY. How could I have ever taken it for granted.
I'll take tons and tons of pictures and maybe post a few of their cuteness.
Halloween Heirarchy of Candy:
King Sized Candy bars (any kind, even if you hate the type it's great for trading)
Peanut Chews/Snickers/Mr. Goodbar
Reese's Pieces/Reese's Cups
Tiny Cans of Soda (you need to stay hydrated)
100. Candy Corn 200. Toothbrush/toothpaste
If you give out toothpaste, your house deserves to be egged! Halloween is for candy, not for teeth brushing!
That's a big step forward. I'm starting to hit a groove when it comes to classes. I'm so relieved. The separation from Liam is becoming more bearable. Weekends are the hardest because of the unoccupied time I spend alone, but that's also getting better as I spend more and more time in the library.
There are only 7 weeks until I'm completely done with this semester. More than half way through already, it doesn't even seem real. I'm beginning to doubt myself less as well as my decision to begin law school. I see that as a pretty big positive! It helps to know that other people have the same doubts and talking to my professors has been helpful.
Making friends with classmates is getting easier. There are two people that I talk to pretty regularly. It's nice to fee a friendly face when I walk into class. I still don't know about 90% of my classmates names, but that's better than the 95% I didn't know for the first 5 weeks. Since LRW is still going on, I haven't really been able to dedicate as much time to my other classes as I would like. Thankfully, LRW classes end a month before my first exam. This will mean, I'll be able to give my two exam classes everything I've got in that last month.
I'm in the middle of writing a memo. This will be my 4th draft. I'm slowly going insane. Actually it's not slow, I'm rapidly approaching the point where I rip my computer in half with my bare hands and rain those little metal pieces all over the Metro area. It's due Monday and I'm really not sure if I'm going to get it done and get my reading done for the rest of the week.
Something tells me, this will not be the first time when it comes to LRW. Ok, my 10 minute break is up. Back to the hell that is Memo 2! Catch you on the flip side.
I really really want it to be December 20th. It's not because of classes, it's not because I'm sick and tired of school, it's because I want to get over this freaking stress and hysteria that seems to be brewing about finals! I just want to be in it and over it, so it's not this big scary date looming ahead. Once I'm in it and out of it, then I'll know. It won't be this big secret that has everyone shaking in their boots.
8 weeks from now I'll be on the other side and probably a heck of a lot happier! Even if I think I bombed, I'm sure I'll be ok enough to make it through the next semester. Then I'll hopefully have a year off to re-evaluate. What I do plan on doing is watching Glee tonight and getting to bed early. Head colds are not fun. Falling asleep at my desk is not fun. Knowing I'll be in classes until 9pm tonight is certainly not fun, but hey, I've gotta do, what I've gotta do.
For those of you in the middle of your application cycle, good luck. I probably won't be too helpful with any information about applying. Maybe I'll post something later, but probably not. I was a bit of an anomaly. Applying to more than 20 schools, taking the LSAT twice and getting into a boat load of them, some with money some without and ultimately choosing the one I knew was best for me. Go with your gut and if you can't, think it through thoroughly, especially in today's legal climate.
I sort of feel like I might be alone, but I'm not sure. For 1, I have never had a non-dysfunctional study group. Maybe I'm giving off vibes that I don't want one. Perhaps it's more like dating than I thought. 2, I have no idea when I'd find the time. I'm a little worried that the people who don't have full times jobs in my program are spending 6 hours a day in these study groups learning all of the tricks of law school and that will inevitably put me at the bottom of the curve and my law career will end before it ever began!
I'm prone to overreaction, couldn't you tell! One of the other reasons having a study group would be had is, we could only meet on weekends. I can't imagine sitting in a room with people after a 15 hour day and have my brain work as a functioning organ. We'll see, perhaps I'll poke around and see what other people in the section are doing. And if they are in a study group, I would like to borrow their time machine!
So I have begun to outline. I thought it would be really scary, so far not so scary. I'm a little worried that it's already about 10 pages and I've only done 1/4 of the class outline. The library at school is really a great place to study for me. Plus, no one is in there! I was one of 2 other people in the whole reading room. I am sure it's going to get crazier as the semester goes on, but I'm really enjoying having the place to myself.
Other than outlining, I finally got my Fulbright application in. I don't know if I mentioned that before, but I applied for a Fulbright. I'm hoping to get it! Well of course I am. The main reason I applied was so that I could learn Arabic over that year and also to put another year between me and actually finding a job. Taking a year off for a Fulbright seems fairly justifiable to me. This is especially true, if I hope to return to the Gulf after I have graduated.
I also figured out that I can stay in the evening program or transfer to the full time program and not technically have to take the whole of next year off. There are enough classes offered in 2 or 3 intensive weekend sessions that I might actually be able to stay enrolled while not being in the country. That would be amazing, particularly when it comes to saving money on living expenses. A roundtrip ticket back to Liam would only cost me about $700. Not too bad, even if I had to do that 5 times a semester, I would come in WAY under what I pay in rent to a semester.
I can't believe things like this are still happening! I mean, I knew people were all about no gay marriage, but I thought that this debate was long gone. Apparently not! As a person in an interracial marriage, I can't even imagine how I would have felt if someone had said Liam and I couldn't have gotten married. Oh this is so frustrating and kind of enraging, I don't even think it's possible for me to make coherent thoughts. And to justify this "belief" that interracial marriages don't work and the kids won't be accepted, makes me want to vomit. Oh I want to use curse words so much right now. I'll have to leave this until later, when I've had a bit more time to cool off.
I do have an excuse! I was away visiting my hubby. It was a really great trip. It was too short, but there wasn't really anything either one of us could do about it. The weather was great, just a little chilly, but not uncomfortable. Liam picked me up from the airport and we drove over to the In Laws house. There were a couple of wedding presents there for us. We really need to get cracking on those thank you cards! We don't even have that many to write. I couldn't imagine what it would be like if we had 100 people at the wedding.
Anyway, after chatting and having a nice ham and cheese sandwich, we were off to Cavan to the country house. That's it above, it's really a nice house. The first time Liam mentioned a house in the country, I was a little wary. I was thinking really old, rundown and possibly scary. It was not that at all. It's a beautiful house and a great little vacation spot.
That is unless it's infested with about 200 mosquitoes-like bugs that got into the house when a disgruntled 17 year old through a brick through the large window on the balcony and then breaks his way out of the front door of the house. Classy! So we spent the first 2 hours or so swatting these bugs and bug bombing the entire house. Talk about setting the mood. After the bug massacre, it was smooth sailing. Liam made me some great breakfasts and we went to the local pub for a couple of pints. Only 6 more weeks until we see each other again. The countdown has already begun.
Note: Liam's dad was giving us the code to get into the complex where the house is. He tells us the code is 2145 backward, so Liam says so it's 5412. Liam's dad says no it's 45-21. Liam and I just stated at each other and stifled our laughter. My FOL, gotta love him!
Only a few more days until I get to see the Hubby. I almost wish I didn't know it was coming, so the anticipation wouldn't be this ridiculous. I can't imagine how spouses of military personnel do it. You are all so much stronger than I am!
Classes are going well so far this week. I haven't gotten cold called, like I did in Con Law, where of course I hadn't read! I did manage to pull through, but it certainly wasn't as pretty as it should have been. I seem to go back and forth within a class period of thinking, why did I ever even come to law school and thinking that this is the coolest stuff and wanting to be the annoying person who's posing hypos that no one cares about. I'm spending more time in the cool stuff category, but it's really hard when I'm trying not to fall asleep. Man do I wish these classes took place at 7am instead of 6pm.
This is one of those mornings, well afternoons that will lead me to swearing off drinking. I was just supposed to go to a late lunch/early dinner with a friend from out of town. It turned into me not getting any work done and crawling through my day to get to the library. This is not going to be a pretty day. I also have a memo due tomorrow. While I don't want to say I'm f*cked, I'm f*cked! Now I must go and get something to eat before I pass out again. Next week should be interesting. Oh I just want to lay down and not wake up until Thursday.
A full recap to come...
EDIT: I don't usually drink much. Before last night I hadn't had a drink in about a month, which could have had something to do with my current state. I managed to get most of my reading done until at least Wednesday. I haven't made much progress on my memo, but I'll have all day tomorrow. Well that won't be happening again for a long time. I'm very thankful that my very good friend Caryn brought my home. It was her birthday weekend. Like I said, great friend! People say you don't recover as quickly as you get older. I didn't really believe that until now. Oh and I lost my glasses! I have a backup pair, but of course they aren't as stylish as my current pair. Liam had a very good laugh at my state in the morning. I'll have to give him a good arm punch when I see him, which will be in only 5 DAYS!!! I still don't want to think about it too much, but I'm so excited.
I know there are people who don't get to see their significant others for a lot longer than we have gone, but it's still be really hard. 5 weeks doesn't seem that long, but it has most definitely been for me.
And all I want to do it sleep. I don't know if I'll make it to June with work and school. I'm dragging now. I mean really dragging. If it weren't for them paying my tuition, health insurance and a little extra income, I wouldn't be doing it. Liam and I have enough saved that I could live on a limited budget and I would be fine. I'll try and stick it out, but I really need to sleep. 6:00am wake ups and 11:00pm bedtime doesn't seem to be working.
I'm going to have to figure this out or I'm going to pass out for good!