Happy Halloween!

Happy Halloweeeeen! I will be at school for the Bar/Bri class for the
MPRE -- all damn day. Mwahahahahhaha!

oh dearie dear

i stayed up late last night watching tv so i wouldn't have to go to bed so i wouldn't have to wake up early to do my work. and now i'm listening to sade and singing out loud instead of doing my work. although my work is all strewn in front of me. i look hard at work. and now that i'm typing i really look productive. i feel like i'm in high school.

happy almost halloween. i will be staying home doing work for the night of mischief.

And hopefully it will rain

I have had a headache for the past few days and very little helps it. My Law & Education prof is soothing enough that when i sat through his classes (2 in one day) I felt a little better... but then it started up again accompanied by a belly ache. Dear Belly and Head, Please take a vacation. You have been working overtime. Love, Self.

And now a bit from one of my favorite books, Mrs. Dalloway by Virginia Woolf:

"She would not say of any one in the world now that they were this or were that. She felt very young; at the same time unspeakably aged. She sliced like a knife through everything; at the same time was outside, looking on. She had a perpetual sense, as she watched taxi cabs, of being out, out, far out to sea and alone; she always had the feeling that it was very, very dangerous to live even one day. Not that she though herself clever, or much out of the ordinary. How she had got through life on the few twigs of knowledge Fraulein Daniels gave them she could not think. She knew nothing; no language, no history; she scarcely read a book now, except memoirs in bed; and yet to her it was absolutely absorbing; all this; the cabs passing; and she would not say of Peter, she would not say of herself, I am this, I am that."

This interview was better

This interview went much better than the last. She seemed to think that I had an "interesting work history" and asked me if I was really interested in the position. WOW. That's better than "good luck in your career" for sure!

Another Morning

Good morning blogger friends.
1. I definitely did not get enough sleep. My eye sockets hurt. That's when you know you're still tired.

2. Another interview today -- in Elizabeth. Wish me LUCK! (and start storing up luck because in a few weeks I will have 3 interviews on one day.)

3. I still find it funny that spell-check doesn't recognize blogger. It suggests the following: bloomer, blooper, blotter, blower, logger, flogger, and slogger.

4. Please please let me go back to sleep instead of having to go to class and then the interview and then back to school to go to the evening edition of the class I missed last week because I was sick!

- Mary

Not Sure

Inappropriate?
Sometimes I'm not sure if I am inappropriate... I don't know exactly how to act or what to say. I don't really *feel* like a lawyer and I don't *feel* 26. I have the most sluggish feelings really. For all I know I could wake up and be 19 again. And it wouldn't surprise me. I *feel* like that very same person. I am now an ADULT and the changes I can look forward to are ADULT-changes. And really, those don't appeal to me.

Dreams
I had a lot of dreams last night. One of them dealt with submerging animals in a big fish tank. So you don't get worried... it wasn't malicious...at first they were fish, and then turned into cats, and then one of them when I took it out of the water and wrapped it in a towel was a dog which I let run around my sister's room. I dreamed I was sitting on bleachers but it was a classroom and we were basing our analyses on tv shows I had never watched. And then the professor called on me and asked me what I think. I said something like: "It isn't even the fault of these shows. We have been lied to since we were born."

Dark and Mysterious

This is how I look today. Don't I look dark and mysterious?
I was thinking I should photograph myself every day. But I'm not sure I should get into that. I saw a bit on television once about a guy who did that every day from the same distance for years and then you could play them like a flip book and watch him age. I think that might be depressing ... or is it dark and mysterious? (mwwahahahahhaha!) (insert evil laugh).

Ghost of Craigslist Past

Do you remember a while back (possibly months -- possibly August) I
talked about a particular ad on craigslist that horrified me? There
was no rhyme or reason for my horror... it is just a hutch.
"This particular photo of a wood hutch makes me feel like I'm going to
hurl...I think it is the grain of wood that gives me the chills. It is a
grotesque picture of wood on a flimsy particle board tower of pisa. I
should probably feel bad for it being so ugly and not wanted. "

Here is the ghost of craigslist past.

Nerves!

Oh dear. All this pressure is making me nervous. And do you know happens when I'm nervous? Procrastination and belly aches. At least it doesn't mean migraines. I wonder why. I'm just lucky I guess.

Back by Popular Request

Here is Simon -- back by popular request!

Interview News and a Commentary

Interview News
There is good news and bad on the interview front. I did *not* get the position in Newton but I guess we all saw that coming since he wished me luck in my career. So that is the bad news. The good news is that I have yet another interview request. That is 10 freakin' clerkship interviews. My odds are getting so sweet!

Commentary
I really hate when classmates start a comment with any of the following:

1. "Needless to say....."
2. "Because of the fact that....."
3. "I was just going to say that......"
4. "I was going to ask........."

A catch phrase that precedes a useless comment is not a successful communication tool. In order to sound more intelligent I would suggest longer periods of silence when making a comment (like a forever period of silence).

Yesterday Was Beautiful

Picture(5)
Originally uploaded by lambgarden.

The weather last night was gorgeous right before the sun set. All the colors were deeper and richer than usual.
I wonder what is is like outside today.

Which Creature Are You?

Which creature are you today? I'm the green and blue fishapus. These
are sold at IKEA. Don't I have a morbid curiosity about weird plush
toys?

Don't Worry

Don't worry. My symptoms, according to depression-screening.org, are consistent with clinical depression. At least I'm not crazy. I'm just blue. Medically blue.

I WANT TO GO TO THE ZOO

I WANT TO GO TO THE ZOO
Originally uploaded by lambgarden.

This is the season that elephants stomp all over pumpkins. I love those elephants. I wish I could go to the zoo to see them.

Couldn't Care Less

I know that I have been a real grouch lately -- but I think people who are sick are entitled to be grouchy. Especially when they have a million things to do but can't do them.

I have an interview today that I couldn't care less about. I think it is because I am not even sure what I am interviewing for. I'm just showing up in my monkey-suit and hoping for the best ... whatever the best may be.

I'm going to try to be cheerful today even though. Probably music will do the trick.

Blahs

I am sick. Blah. I stayed home from school today and took drowsy medicine and slept the whole day. Blah blah. Now I'm trying to get out of this haze so I can serious enough to shower and put on a suit and head over to school for a networking event. Oh terrible!
Last night was Louise's birthday so I headed home for that. It was a great evening. I don't think I enjoy anything more than spending time with my family. And that's a fact.

Stood UP

I was stood up for my interview yesterday! That's right. The judge was out sick and no one bothered to call me so I traveled down to Trenton and missed class to have her not be there. If she calls to reschedule I'm going to have give her one of those lines like:

I'm not sure if I can trust you again

This time we're going to have to meet half way.

I can't always be the one giving in this relationship.

It is all about you and I'm not going to take it anymore.

Luckily I have 2 ADDITIONAL interviews since the last time I posted! That makes 7 judges and one on-campus thing. Yippee! Some day I will be a real lawyer.

Home Sick

I'm not actually sick because I miss home. I'm home and I'm sick.
Luckily, I have the perfect napping partner who comes equipped with his
own bed.

Visions of Sugar Plums

I don't know what a sugar plum is. I looked it up but couldn't find anything. But this is not the point.

POINT: I can't wait until Christmas!!!!

WHY (besides all the delight the holiday spirit brings): I love candy canes. I love them. I am eating one right now and I think it is left over from last year. Its still good! It is BETTER than good --> it is GREAT. It is the greatest most refreshing most fabulous candy. It is a totally inconvenient shape that needs to be carefully maneuvered but once you really know how to eat a candy cane it is like you were born to eat them. Perhaps, I was born to eat candy canes. If I could go back and tell my flannel-wearing, poetry-writing, Nirvana-listening, teenage self that I was born to eat candy canes that would have saved me a lot of poorly written songs strummed out on a flea market purchased out-of-tune guitar.

Me and the Broccoli - A Shameful Moment?

I was just eating lunch at my desk at work. I have a bit (as you have read in the past) an OCD (obsessive compulsive disorder, for those of you who don't indulge in self-diagnoses) so I almost ALWAYS order Buddhist Delight from the same Chinese restaurant every Friday. The best part of the Buddhist Delight really is the broccoli. When I'm not at work, I order broccoli and bean curd (extra spicy, no MSG) -- just to give an idea of how I feel about broccoli in Chinese food (and to give you an idea of the extent of my neurosis).

Today, I was eating and reading up on advanced directives so I can call a client and walk her through one. And I realized I had one piece of broccoli left so I decided to REALLY ENJOY it ... I thought about how good it was while I was eating it and I got lost somewhere in a world that I only go when I am very hungry and I see a pizza commercial on TV and I launch into a dramatic self-composed "I Like Pizza!" song. It is like the world between worlds in the Chronicles of Narnia -- a wooded area where you start to forget where you came from and where you are going and just kind of slip away. (But it was really brief, for those of you who think I have an eating disorder.)

Well, my boss walked in. I felt like I had been caught in the "act" like the Seinfeld episode when George's mother catches him "treating himself like an amusement park."

And therein lies my shameful moment with broccoli. I don't think my relationship with it will ever be the same.
(To give the art-source credit.)

Another "You Decide."

(I know that these "you decide" moments have not yet caught on but I figure that, like most things, it will take time for this fad to catch on.)

Although I may live in the city with the second highest rate of sexually transmitted diseases in the COUNTRY, at least I don't live HERE.

Am I lucky? You decide.

soap opera watching chemical induced sweet sweet nothing brain

This title is the description of what I wish my brain could be. I want
my brain to be made of pure sweet cotton candy. Oh law, why do you forsake me?

Remedy: The Nanny

I'm about to sprawl out on the couch and watch the Nanny. Then I will have to strap myself to my Real Estate Development book.
I have another interview (in Union County for those of you who live near there and might be happy that I would be closer OR for those who would rather I didn't move too far away from NY) -- so that means I have 5 in total... I think... Cool right? My chances are getting better! Yippee!

Heaven or Hell?

I went for my interview today and if my instincts are correct it wasn't that great. I'm not so sure our personalities meshed which is pretty weird because, for the most part, my personality meshes with nearly anyone's. I'm really a pretty versatile gal. All I'm saying is that it is a bad sign when someone wishes you luck on your future endeavors. It is kind of like this interview I had right after college when the interviewer asked if I remembered the way out and then sat behind his desk and pointed and said "There's the door!"

The good news (besides that I got offered another interview today -- in Tom's River) is that I got to spend the whole day with my mom and Simon (dog of course!) in the fine country air. We drove all around Sussex County (NJ), Pike County (PA) -- specifically Milford, and Orange County (NY) -- specifically Port Jervis. The leaves were beautiful, the air was crisp, and I was a happy bird.

Sick? I hope not.

You would never believe it. Interview tomorrow and I feel mildly feverish. Oh woe is me. (Is that really the phrase? Shouldn't it be "woe am I"? I am terribly confused. And I can't figure out whether that question mark goes in or out of the quotations. I should go to bed.) Off to try to make a warm (and spicy) dinner to chase my germs away.

Dear Newton, Here I come!

My interview in Newton is Tuesday. I'm a little nervous only because I am very excited about the possibility of living there. I have researched virtually everything about the area including all the businesses in town and the surrounding area (including where I could get pizza) (oh and Dunkin' Donuts!), the town history (and looked at maps of the historic district in town), available residential real estate, pictures of the local politicians, the schedule and prices of continuing education courses at Sussex Community College(they have beginner's aromatherapy!), the nearby train stations... well you get the picture.
The good news is that I would be really excited about nearly anywhere... probably just not AS EXCITED. I have spent time in Dingman's Ferry (PA) and the Pocono Environmental Education Center (PEEC) which is pretty near there and I LOVE THE AREA. I would finally be able to breathe.

So wish me luck!

Fun or Frightening?

You decide.

Vote for Me

There is really no point in posing questions to these two if they are just going to resume the same tired monologue. They are not presidential candidates but just two boys fighting it out in the school yard. Do I really want a person like that as president? I'm pretty sure I don't. That's why you should vote for me. (as you have seen my slogan in another post)

"Vote for me. I'm not full of shit."

Work Shmurk

I am tired.


I spend the day at work researching consolidation of student loans, filling out forms for income contingent consolidated loans, and figuring out what the requirements are for disability discharge.. of student loans. And no... it wasn't for my loans. For a client's. It would have been interesting ... except that it was all drawn out by a meeting with the client and the advocate who is actually handling the case.

So I'm tired. And now I am watching the one show that makes me feel relaxed: the Nanny.

(also does anyone know what song is in the Smallville commercial? it is so catchy i want to eat it. or at least listen to it on repeat... did you know that i listen to songs on repeat sometimes for days. it is true.)

Scary Drudge Kittens

I don't know if people who read this read the Drudge Report ... I know I read it a few times a day just because it is nice to have my articles all sorted out there for me. LOL. Lazy.

The kittens part of this entry is that I just read an article about cloning kittens which was linked by Drudge. Click Here For The Article! People can actually clone their dead pet! What's next??? Why don't we just clone each other so we never have to miss someone who dies or leaves... or even a clone in case your spouse travels a lot for work. Or a clone of yourself to send to work. If you make enough money you could just get a clone to work for you. That's the way to go.

OH HELP CLONING IS SCARY. LIKE HALLOWEEN SCARY BUT WORSE. I wish I still found Halloween scary. I can't even make it scary for myself by watching a horror movie because I am so scared of horror movies and I freak the living crap out. I can't be alone for days -- honestly weeks.

Speaking of scary, I love when there are scary toys for kids -- like the one I had posted from IKEA. Now Playskool is rivaling IKEA for "SCARIEST TOY OF THE YEAR." Here is BooBah! (see picture below.)

Bachelor Divided Fields? (combination of topics for fun)

I hate to admit it but I watch the Bachelor. I thought I wouldn't like it since ABC began with that awful gimmick of having 2 bachelors... but one was quickly removed and it became status quo = many beautiful women + one man. I am fascinated by it because it is like watching ants in ... an ant farm... I guess that is the appeal of reality shows. But what makes this more strange to me is that they are not striving for reality... they are trying to live a fairy tale. And I love it. I am a sucker for romance. I really am. So that's my justification as if I needed one.

[Insert here my narrow, unpopular view of 2004 issues. The gist of it is that it is all semantics and everyone is saying the same thing. That's why you should just vote for me. I'm not full of shit.]

By the way, I have never mentioned that my favorite band has been and continues to be the Magnetic Fields. Did anyone know that? Maybe I will quote them from time to time.

A New Look

How do you like the new look of my page? I thought I would spruce it
up a bit. I was really getting tired of the header and couldn't figure
out how to change it... but I figured it out!

Today I went food shopping (in addition to classes). Meghan took me she
is so nice. (I wonder if other future lawyers read this page and are
appalled at my grammar... not realizing that this is the time I can be
free from rules! I know I use run-on sentences. And fragments.)
Okay, anyway, Meghan and I went to Pathmark and I bought a TON of food!
Yippee. It was a nice relaxing time spent with one of my favorite
people. I couldn't be more lucky to have her. And I got some treats
for Ryan. He is going to be so happy.

I have a good solid study weekend ahead of me which I really need
because I have been neglecting my studies (shame on me!) and I will be
missing classes to interview (because I got yet another interview!!!).

I have been thinking about wearing broaches. They are lovely aren't
they? Then I found this nice spread of animal pins.

Snooping Is Fun and Now You Can Do It Too (in the safety of your own home) (legally)

Do you try to peek into people's windows at night to see how other people live or what they are watching on tv? Do you love to sit at the airport just so you can see people going by? In a restaurant, are you riveted by the neighboring table's boring conversation? Then you, my friend, are in luck! Here is an article that shows you how to combine two of my loves: google and snooping. When you search (on Google Image) the typical codes automatically assigned to digital camera photos you can uncover people's photos. I love it because you can see weddings, new babies, proms... all the things I don't see in law school. Or in my apartment in Newark. These are other people's happy moments. Why not share in them?

Not Jokes

(Note that I segue way into new topics with the ease and lightheartedness of a comedienne even though the topics are not funny and not jokes.)

So I wrote this whole entry about how Flickr sucks my butt b/c they were down last night but how cool it is that I can just send them an email instead of entering all this old-school-style and then I decided to do just that. I really didn't feel like using flickr because I hate the format it has to be in. Besides ... they put all those carrots in my entry (see below). (Btw, it is probably my fault... but I like to blame them).



So there is some commercial where a woman asks her husband if there is magique where they are going.... and he envisions all these crazy clowns / performers drawing on him and stuff... and I don't know what magique is... so I tried to look it up (on google of course)... and I didn't really find the answer (mostly because I can't remember French from High School) but what I did find is that if you look up "magique" under images in google you will find interesting delights. Oh google, you never cease to please me.

Being Good

>
> I am having a lovely evening by myself. I did a little reading.
> Fixed my eyebrows a little. And watched a Lifetime movie about an
> Amish girl who was pregnant and her baby was dead. I am going to bed
> after Seinfeld. I had some DREAMS last night. One of them was the
> age-old "oh my god I have a final and I don't know anything" dream.
> At least it will be motivation for me.
>
> Isn't this beautiful? This is me with a wand and crown. Being good.
> --

Complimentary Starbuck

Ryan and I got a free sample packet of Starbucks coffee when we were treating ourselves to fancy lattes last week. I brewed it this morning and it is delicious. Although I think it is making me dizzy.

Apple Picking

We did it --- went apple picking! Even though my toe is busted.

Ryan is checking out the apples.


I am reaching for one.

Yummy apples, I will put you in a pie.

Much Worse

Is this the storm before the calm? Hehe. I hope that this bruising means that the toe is getting better but somehow I don't think so.

I bet you don't like looking at pictures of my feet. It is just another reason to hope my toe gets better.

Here is the hunk of ice I was putting on my toe at work:

Isn't it pretty?