Posted in Food and Drink on February 11, 2005| Leave a Comment »
I am beyond grossed out by this. I mean, please, someone wake me up and promise me that Nowhere bar didn’t score better than The Last Resort, and that 283 and The Basil Press don’t have the same low score…….I might throw up in my mouth. Oh, and remind me never to eat at Wild Wing ever again. I don’t think I can even drink their draft beer anymore…..
But high five to Huddle House, Our Daily Bread Noon Kitchen (the soup kitchen), Mexicali, and Club 346, not what I would have expected….
Posted in Dreams on February 11, 2005| Leave a Comment »
I was reading Betsy’s post about dreams, and Energy Spatula’s post today on dreams, and my dream came flooding back to me. Now, this is a rather disturbing dream, but bear with me.
I am at some sort of sporting event, like a football stadium, but I am outside the stadium, and I am looking down on the road that runs by the stadium. And there is a lot of traffic, and the road is very close to the stadium, not very far down. I can see the people in the cars. I am with Libby, and someone else, I think. We are trying to find my parents. It is nighttime, but the scene is well lit by the stadium lights and the lights of the city around us. It is raining. There is a impressive amount of water on the road, quite deep. And the cars are going slowly.
We recognize someone in a car as it passes. Oh, there are no SUV’s, so obviously we aren’t in Georgia, or america for that matter. Just cars. Actually, they are all big sedan like cars, you know, like the cadillac your grandmother used to drive, an american icon sort of car.
I recognize the driver in on of the passing cars. I can’t put my mind on who the driver way, but it was a boy, so we will call him John. John, the driver, passes out, and the door to the car opens and he tumbles out of the car onto the road, into the standing water, which is really moving like a river. The cars keep driving around John, no one really stops. John’s car keeps driving on. John is a ways in front of libby and me.
Libby and I are frozen, watching the cars drive past. John is woken up by the water into which he fell, and Libby and I realize in horror that none of the other cars have drivers in them at all. They are all just driving down the road, driverless. (then it gets blurry, but somehowornother we get John off the road, and he acts like nothing really happened). So we set off to find my parents, but I don’t remember if we ever actually found them.
Then we are in Grand Lake, we are in a wedding. And it is beautiful and sunny and very early in the morning. But the wedding isn’t at the Lodge, where it should be, it is down in the town, in the town square. And I am late. And I don’t have a car (one of those driverless cars would have been helpful at this point). And I have on some terribly flowy dress with awful shoes and I have been sent to fetch something down a gravel road. And I barely make it back in time.
Okay, that is all I remember right now. Obviously I know that this means that I have a lot of anxiety in my life and that I should do something about it, but you know what? Sometimes you can’t control your dreams. I am a secretly high strung individual, and staying in control all day long sometimes causes my brain to freak out at night. I’d rather freak out at night in my dreams than in real life. Less people see it that way. I guess if I am going to write about it online I shouldn’t talk about being concerned about whether people know or not.
Posted in Music on February 11, 2005| Leave a Comment »
Widespread Panic Simulcast for FOX shows – created by Donald Pickett
"I am a dedicated Widespread Panic fan. Due to circumstances beyond my control, I will have no chance of attending the Fox Theatre shows on March 24-26 2005.
In light of wildly successful Audio/Video Simulcasts undertaken by other bands with similarly dedicated followings, and considering the overwhelming demand for a good alternative experience like a theater simulcast, I would like to graciously request that Browncat, PGA and Widespread Panic pursue the option of providing an audio/video simulcast in select theaters in select cities across America. As always, thank you for everything boys!"
Sincerely,
Widespread Panic Fans
Posted in ridiculousness on February 10, 2005| Leave a Comment »
Brandon told me about this. I like ninjas too. So does Brandon.
Posted in CKP on February 10, 2005| Leave a Comment »
I thought this was funny. (turn your volume on for this one).
Posted in Religion on February 10, 2005| Leave a Comment »
Lent started yesterday. I thought that the Ash Wednesday service started at 7, so after volunteering to do people’s taxes (no one needed my assistance yesterday) from 4-6, I went to the library to try to read for one class before I went to church. As soon as I sat down and started reading I got a text from Jessica Faye telling me that church was at 6:30. Needless to say I didn’t get much done.
I really enjoyed the church service. It gave me the opportunity to think about things. I have decided to give up fast food for lent, which means, anything with a drive thru. I have also decided that I am only going to drink one night a weekend. I have given up drinking completely for lent before, but I think I need to learn how to do things in moderation, and not be an all or nothing kind of person. So it is either going to be Friday or Saturday night. I am still going to go out, but just not drink. I know I am capable of doing this, and I know that I can still have fun. Sometimes I just need to prove it to myself again.
I loved the scripture from last night, I am going to use The Message translation, which wasn’t used in the service, but it is my favorite:
"If God gives such attention to the appearance of wildflowers – most of which are never even seen – don’t you think he’ll attend to you, take pride in you, do his best for you? What I’m trying to do here is to get you to relax, to not be so preoccupied with getting, so you can respond to God’s giving. People who don’t know God and the way he works fuss over these things, but you know both God and how he works. Steep your life in God-reality, God-initiative, God-provisions. Don’t worry about missing out. You’ll find all your everyday human concerns will be met.
Give your entire attention to what God is doing right now, and don’t get worked up about what may or may not happen tomorrow. God will help you deal with whatever hard things come up when the time comes."
Matthew 6:30-34
I need to relax and not worry about missing out.
Posted in Law School on February 10, 2005| Leave a Comment »
In class, or anywhere for that matter in which I am a member of an audience, I have the uncontrollable compulsion (rather a redundant phrase, but I have dramatic tendencies) to volunteer if no one else does. I’m telling you, it is a problem. It doesn’t even matter who is giving the speech (if you want an example of how far this goes, check out my comment on this post by Evan), I will interject. The worst part about this compulsion is that I am completely ADHD and I don’t pay attention well. So 90% of the time that I volunteer I don’t actually know what is going on. Let’s apply this to my week so far:
On Tuesday in evidence, at the end of class, Professor Carlson asked for two volunteers for Wednesday. One person stepped up. And then there was silence. SILENCE. NO RESPONSE. Until of course, I raise my hand and volunteer. I missed two classes of evidence last week. I haven’t read. I honestly don’t even know what I have volunteered for. I was spacing out. So, I look at the piece of paper I have been given, and it is information relating to a police officer, and the skit is between a prosecutor and the police officer witness for identifying a knife. I am under the impression that I am the witness. I don’t know what led me to believe this, I actually even argued with others after class that I was the witness and not the prosecutor. But I do read the chapters in the book relating to the situation Monday afternoon.
Wednesday morning, I read over the information that I had been given, and I am ready to be the Officer. Carlson calls us up to the front. Turns out, I’m the prosecutor. And I am suppose to have questions prepared for my witness, the police officer. I explain the problem to Carlson, and he replies, "Well, Charlsie, would you like me to give you an extra day to prepare?" Now, here is where one of my other compulsions comes in. I will never pass. I will always give it a shot, even if I have no idea what is going on. Plus, I had plans of going out Wednesday night, and I didn’t want to have to worry about doing the skit Thursday morning if my night got out of hand. So I go get my book, and wing it. I think it went okay.
Wednesday night was fun, didn’t get out of hand, but was a great time with lots of people that I love, admire and thoroughly enjoy. I woke up late this morning, rushed to get to con law, was five minutes late, and didn’t know what was going on most of class. Right before con law Christian asked me where we finished in evidence yesterday. I told him I had no idea, after all I had contributed, and expected to be off the hook today.
We all know what happens when we assume. I walze into evidence after con law, and notice my name on the board, under the heading, Carlson’s Mighty Law Players, along with three other names of students in the class. I kinda get nervous. Carlson starts class off by saying, "if your name is on the board, and you haven’t checked your box since 3 pm yesterday afternoon, I suggest that you leave class immediately and check your box." I really start to sweat.
In my box I found a memo attached to a script for a court room case. The script was about ten pages long and indicated that we should read through it a couple of times before class, because we would be performing it in class. There were four of us involved in this, and only one discovered the script before class. I was the expert witness. It was actually a hilarious imaginary case, and ended up being tons of fun. Brent told me that this probably meant that I would picked on for the rest of the semester. On one hand, this isn’t fair and seems like I am being punished for volunteering. But on the other hand, I like doing the skits. I am flattered that Carlson thought I could come through on short notice. Also, if I know I am going to be held responsible, I am more likely to keep up with the reading. So this is all good stuff.
I just wish he would learn how to use the computer and email us instead of putting stuff in our boxes, which I check about once a month. Maybe I will start checking my box more often from now on. But what is a day in law school without a moment of sheer panic and horror?
Posted in Law School, My Bed. on February 9, 2005| Leave a Comment »
I think a lot of people in law school have a hard time sleeping. I have a hard time sleeping a lot of time, I take adderrol, and although it doesn’t do all the crazy things to me that it does to someone without the chemical imbalance (yeah, don’t fight with me, I have a chemical imbalance), but it does make it more difficult to sleep. Coupled with the stress that accompanies law school, sleeping can be difficult.
Some law students like to drink heavily every night and that helps them sleep. I don’t want to be that law student. Some people like to take tylenol PM, or the like. Those kind of things scare me. I do take benadryl sometimes to help me sleep. But there has to be a better, none drug way to sleep. This is my advice to a friend that can’t sleep (and this just happens to be how I calm down, so things work different for different people, but hey):
Put clean sheets on your bed. Take a bath, or a shower (but not to hot)so that you feel all clean and fresh. Pick out a novel, something with good descriptions that isn’t too difficult and a story that you can get lost in, or if you don’t like novels, play some music. Concentrate on how good your sheets feel, and how warm you are, and how great your pillow feels, and concentrate on taking deep breaths. And read the book and don’t think, just read the story. You have to learn how to turn off your brain. If you can find a way to turn your brain off, or at least turn it down, then I promise it will be easier to fall asleep. Learn to concentrate on your luxuries, and not on your perceived shortcomings and difficulties.
I don’t think this is going to make a huge difference under extreme circumstances, such as exams, but right now in the semester, it makes a big difference for me. Sweet Dreams.
Posted in Music on February 8, 2005| Leave a Comment »
I love the Julie Roberts CD. I highly recommend it. It will make you more attractive.
Posted in Web/Tech on February 8, 2005| Leave a Comment »
I think Gmail has a crush on me. I woke up this morning with 50 gmail invitations. Anyone want one? It is the most fun email ever!
Update (3:32 pm) – So because I had so many invitations, I started sending them out to people in my address book. But I only sent out like 6 because I got distracted. So I had 44 left at around 2 this afternoon. Well, now I have 50 again. Is that weird? Has this happened to anyone else?
the thin line between optimism and delusion... 