Cranking It Up a Notch

2005-10-31 - 2:33 p.m.

So it's time to start studying for real, boys and girls. I am currently trying to write an article on International Patent Law for non-lawyers. God, help me. No, I'm not being facecious, I think I may need divine intervention.

See, I don't mind doing things like writing articles. But I have 700 words to discuss what one should do in an academic setting with patent law issues. Good gravy, AND they don't know what I'm talking about? Yeah, I'm perfect for this. I just started studying Patent Law 10 weeks ago, thank you, and we got to International Patent Law this WEEK.

Besides that, I still have a ton of reading and I have to get an outline for a MUCH bigger article I have to write and I still have Portuguese class...

Yeah, it must be 5 weeks until exam time...

Halloween Fun

2005-10-30 - 12:44 p.m.

The Boy and I went to a Halloween party last night. It was pretty fun, and it was with people from his department. The Boy was Conan O'Brien. He doesn't quite have the lift on the hair, but he did use that Color Pulse stuff to tinge his hair more red. And I gave him some freckles. Aw!

I, on the other hand, went as a Matrix/"Travellers" by John Twelve Hawkes Harlequin. Oh, and my hair is chopped off. (For those of you who don't read Mir, she inspired me a bit.

I realize that the majority of people here don't even know what I look like. So, for those that don't know, my hair has been, since senior year, at least past my shoulders except for a brief stint when I was working in a factory and no one gave a crap what I looked like, especially me. Since then, it's been really long to medium long, such that my family has been grinding and gnashing their teeth. (No woman in my family has long hair past age 5.)

Now, it's angled to follow my jawline. And I have to use PRODUCT to make it go. I can't use a ponytail holder, like I usually do. I don't know what I'm thinking, but there you are. I have short hair.

The apocalypse is nigh.

The Boy is Coming HOME

2005-10-28 - 10:20 a.m.

Yay! The Boy is coming home today. Something that bothers me is that a lot of people I know wonder why I am so upset that he's not here. Yes, I can clothe myself and eat and get life going on my own. Yes, I am even in law school, and he never filled out forms or did my homework for me in any sense (ok, he spell checked two briefs) the entire time.

I have friends outside of The Boy. I have hung out and talked online (not that much more than normal, honestly). I did get sick, but it's the weather that would have gotten me sick either way.

About half the people I talked to, whether single or with someone else, just didn't understand why I didn't want The Boy around. After being out of town almost every weekend, after going away for a week to interview, after having to leave him the weekend after our wedding, I don't get it.

I married The Boy because I am much happier with him. I won't say I need him with me every moment, but more than 9 times out of 10, I'd rather have him around. So yes, I don't like him going away. Yes, I wish we were on the same cycle at least this week so we could have talked more. Yes, I would rather have him home with me nearly every single night than having "alone" time. I just don't need it. And some of that is because when I'm studying, I block out the world. And some of it is that I lived for three years on my own and very lonely before I met him. Maybe, someday, but I have a career, and he has a career. We do things apart all the time.

I feel upset that I have to justify my not wanting my husband to leave for a week. I find it disturbing that so many people I know, married or not, would look forward to their spouse or future spouse leaving for a week. No, I don't think people should do everything together. That's why if we're at a party, we often don't even talk much to each other. We enjoy our friends as separate people. But we leave the party together at the end of the night.

Ten Things to Type

2005-10-27 - 3:12 p.m.

I am procrastinating a nap right now. Nope, not kidding. this is the kind of thinking you get when you're sick and there's no real medicine. Sinuses being barometrically affected like mine are, you can just hope the weather evens out at some point. And I live in Pittsburgh, I know, I know.

So, to entertain myself, here are my top ten most common typos, in Letterman order:

10. I tend to type "dairyland" instead of "diaryland". No, I'm not from Wisconsin.
9. Much as I speak, I also leave the "g" off of "ing".
8. Bastrad. But that's on purpose and a long inside joke now. It used to be a problem. Lemons? I got your lemonade right here, ya bastrad!
7. In case you were wondering, I do typical ones, too, like ehre or throgh.
6. Law school teaches you things. Judgment has one "e", not two. Did you know that?
5. Now that we know that judgment does not have two "e"s, I now have to fix "infringement" a lot more often.
4. Is it "site" or "cite"? Websites and law school do NOT mix, boys and girls.
3. The Boy's name gets erased a lot. A lot.
2. My last name changed. Have fun with that.
1. "Le" instead of "the" and "lere" instead of "there". Phonetic speller, anyone?

Well, time for a nap. I may dream of the morphine that Zoot had yesterday...

Cold

2005-10-25 - 9:01 p.m.

It's cold out. I know especially because I have been out in the rain, walking to and from school. It's cold out there! It snowed in some places, and I am just exhausted. To boot, this is my second easiest day of the week, where classes are concerned. I'm pretty worried, because tomorrow is my day from hell (five hours of classes in a row, people), and I'm just plain exhausted. I want to stay home, I really do. And I don't get to talk to the Boy for several days.

It's strange for me. I read Rude Cactus, seeing his political bent and his wonderful family. I read Zoot, and I am thinking of her often in my prayers right now, because her life is so exciting right now. Lakeline and her husband are doing amazing things, and waiting for news. Nerve-wracking? Yes!

I just deleted a paragraph that was fairly personal. I'm really not in a good mood, and my sinuses make it so that talking on the phone is painful. The sound resonates in the cavity area when I talk. I really do appreciate you all writing the messages you do when I post these posts. I just wish I could write something a bit more interesting.

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Okay - 2007-08-02
The End is Here - 2007-07-26
Two Years - 2007-07-23
Screaming to a Halt - 2007-07-21

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