Archive for March, 2006

Spring Break #2

I went to the ATL last night to play with Betsy and her roommates.  It was tons of fun. 

This morning – I drove home to Augusta to help my mom get our house ready for the Masters.  Our backyard and our basement need some spring cleaning. 

I got really excited when I saw my first Golf Traffic sign as I approached my exit from I-20 to Bobby Jones Expressway. 

I can’t wait for this week to actually start – it is going to be a blast.  I just wish I could accommodate everyone.  Because I really want as many people as possible to get a chance to come to Augusta and to see the National.  And in the past few years I have been able to help a lot of my friends enjoy this special week and that makes me really happy. 

But it is frustrating.  Because my ability to accommodate everyone is something that is completely out of my control.  And being the pleaser that I am I hate disappointing people.

So we will see how it goes – read what Megan has to say about it.  And here is my post from last year. 

I’m going to unload groceries from the car.

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The Real World

I can’t say that law school is the real world.  Now, I do think my first year of law school was tough and no fun and relentless and reduced me to tears (and don’t cry) – at this point law school is a bit of a breeze. 

Andrew and I were discussing the 3L syndrome the other day as we strolled through north campus on our way to class, and his reasoning for why it sucks so much is that we show up every friday – and no one ever gives us a paycheck.  And that we are too old to not be getting paychecks. 

I don’t want y’all to get me wrong – I have work I have to get done before this semester is over.  But other than that – all that is required of me is that I show up and be physically present for eight hours a week.  And they let me play on the internet while I am being physically present.  And I complain about about it all the time.  Next week I’m only going to show up for two hours of my required eight – I have some obligations that require me to be in augusta on the golf course with a drink in one hand and pimento cheese sandwich in the other.  Consequences?  None. 

But I do have some friends who have REAL jobs.  And they think it is crap that all I do is play around.  And they wanted to prove to the world that they really have it tough – that they are the people who make things happen and keep the world spinning round and round.  They work in the CITY.  The Big Apple. 

So if you have ever wondered what a high power job in manhattan in a high rise looks like – I’m here to enlighten you.  Meet my friends Libby and Denis.  They are super important. 


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Drunk man gets lost looking for Ayers Rock in Australia – even though his headlights were shining on it. 

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Loch Laurel

I love these pictures of Loch Laurel.  I was there Saturday and it makes me realize how beautiful Georgia can be in the spring time. 


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Attack of the Killer Allergen

I feel like I need to sneeze.  Constantly.  My ears feel like I’m driving up the mountain.  I’ve got a bit of a cough. 

I didn’t feel like this earlier.  I took a claritin D this morning.  Then I went to run in the woods with Cristina.  It was REALLY pretty.  Totally worth it.  I just took some benadryl.  So if I pass out in the next five minutes, I’m sorry. 

Dang it.

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So, I had a bit of a ridiculous weekend, but I think I’ve got my head back on straight.  I got nine hours of sleep last night, I made it to school on time, I brushed my hair, and I actually have the right book for class in my possession.  I have no idea what page we are on or anything like that, but I am taking steps towards that by at least bringing the corresponding book to the corresponding class. 

Now I just need to clean up my room and my car.  I think that is on the agenda for Wednesday.  Oh, and I am going to start running again today. 

Also, while I am cleaning my room I think I am going to throw away all of my high heels.  I think I did permanent damage to my feet Saturday night.  Four inch heels are not cool.  But they are fun.  And they make me feel super tall and cute.  Okay, maybe I won’t throw them away.  Actually, I know I won’t throw them away because when I was on my way to east west for dinner there were two girls standing next to me when I was waiting to cross broad street, and one girl caught her breath and nudged her friend to look at my shoes in an admiring way.  Maybe the pain is worth it a couple of times a year. 

I went to the tennis match yesterday with Faris.  It was fun and sunny and pretty and good to be outside.  I love sporting events. 

I was pretty disappointed that Grey’s was a rerun last night.  I missed it last week, and I was looking forward to it this week.  In other television news – I’ve missed a couple of 24s and I need to catch up.  24 is a very demanding show.  I guess Lost is too – but I can always download lost episodes on iTunes.  Dang I love downloading tv shows on iTunes.  My poor little ipod is too old to handle the videos, but my laptop takes care of them quite well. 

I think I am going to have to get rid of netflix.  I haven’t been watching the movies I’ve rented.  I like watching movies when it is raining outside and cold, but once it gets pretty and warm, the movie watching is going to dramatically drop.  I can’t even keep up with tv shows.

American Idol is not a show I keep up with very well – but I found this link to Kelly Pickler’s prom dress amusing.    I’m really not trying to pick on the child – I think she is adorable -and  she is from middle of nowhere north carolina, lives with her grandparents, works at sonic,  and for all we know everyone at her school wore a dress like this – but I really do love heinous prom dresses.  It is almost worth buying a 17 magazine this month just to check out the ads for heinous prom dresses. 

Oh yeah, and my NCAA bracket is completely ruined.  Which is fine.  I’m pumped that LSU is in the final 4.  I love the SEC.  I’m very conference loyal.  I would even be happy if Florida was still in it.  We went to the games last Thursday at the Georgia game and watched LSU beat Duke.  It was fun.  We were sitting with a bunch of LSU fans who were really excited.  I did feel bad for JJ Reddick though.  His team didn’t really show up behind him.  What I thought was the weirdest thing, was that all the starters – all the players who played most of the game – on both teams – had at least 3 fouls, most of them 4.  Reddick had zero.  Is that weird?  Talk about playing clean. 

I have a couple of bones to pick with the law school. 

#1.  I hate room J.  First year, we had the majority of our classes in room J.  And the internet never worked right.  So that was two years ago.  And to this day, the internet does not work in room J.  I mean, I don’t know what the problem is with this room.  But since I have my most boring class ever in room J, I resent the fact that the internet doesn’t work.  I am a model law student. 

#2.  All of my classes are back to back.  And I resent the fact that all of my teachers are under the impression that their class is the only class currently being held at the law school.  And since their class is the only class, it doesn’t matter what time they let you out.  Or what time they start.  So they are completely justified in starting class at 10:27, and letting you out at 11:25.  So then when your class that is suppose to start at 11:30 starts at 11:28, and you got out of your previous class at 11:25, and they are on opposite sides of this fine institute of academia, it sucks.  Allison says that no one else has a problem with this, and maybe it is all in my head, but it is annoying.  I mean, we are suppose to have ten minutes, which should be enough time to go to your locker or whatever (run to the main library to get a snack, print out your homework, eat lunch, try to find a snickers bar in the vending machine, etc).  But my ten minutes is not the law school’s ten minutes. 

I apologize for the length of this post, but I wrote most of it before this super boring class, and since the internet is not working, I am bored.  I would rather write random thoughts than take notes. 

On Saturday night, at law prom, they put a huge stamp on our hands that said PAID.  I was laughing about how I hoped I woke up on Sunday, having slept with my hand under my cheek, with the word PAID backwards on my face.  While I was laughing about this, I demonstrated how my hand would be on my face while I slept in order for this to happen.  And guess what.  I ended up with a blue backwards PAID on my face.  I’m pretty classy.  Someone got it off my face, either Christy or Cristina, which was sweet of them. 


I am now in the ‘brary, where the internet is working.  There are millions of people here today.  There was no where to sit in the upstairs of the annex.  Which makes me sad.  But I just wanted to let y’all know that in my last class, where the internet wasn’t working, and I was complaining how bored I was, I got called on.  Of course.  Luckily Allison and Stancil sit next to me and they helped me out.  I still sounded like moron, but hopefully he won’t call on me again for a while. 

I am now going to go focus and work on my Building and Maintaining a Law Practice project.

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YAY!  I’m so thrilled!  Lauren took it home with her and it is now in my possession. 


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So law school prom was last night.  Since I was in Valdosta friday night and I didn’t know what time I was going to get back into to town on Saturday night – I didn’t have a date.  Which was probably good considering what a moron I am. 

I lost my pocketbook.  The whole thing.  Cell phone, drivers license, house key, car key, debit card, and precious pocketbook that I loved so much.  Faris was nice enough to let me crash on her couch and let me use her phone and her car, and I finally got back into my house this afternoon.  Luckily Katie had a key to my house.  She also made me feel better because she lost her phone last night too. 

I hate being so irresponsible.  I hate it.  It makes me crazy.  I need to take a shower.  My hair is dirty and I walked around downtown barefoot last night.  I don’t last very long in four inch heels.  I’m sore.  My hands and feet are cramping for some unexplained reason.  Feet cramps are awful.  I’m a wreck of an individual. 

My pocketbook has to be somewhere.  I was hoping I left it at east west but I have called and gone by there already.  I guess it might be at the arch bar, but it will be closed until tomorrow so there isn’t much I can do about it till then.  But no one has used my debit card, and my phone is still ringing and no one stole my car out of the deck.  So – apparently no one has exploited my loss yet.  I bet some 19 year old found my pocketbook and is more excited about my drivers license than anything else.  She can have it.  I really want the actual pocketbook and my car key more than anything.  It also sucks to have lost all my phone numbers.  OH WAIT!  I STILL HAVE MY OLD PHONE! VERIZON CAN TAKE MY NUMBERS OFF MY OLD PHONE AGAIN! YES!  SILVER LINING!

Oh yeah – did I tell you how much fun I had last night?  So so so so so so so so so so much fun.  I love everyone.  I sure hope everyone loves me as much as I love them.  Actually – it doesn’t even matter. 

I wish someone would take a shower for me.  Have I ever told you that I have a tendency to pull my eye brows out when I get stressed?  I’m trying to stop.  Especially since I only do it to one eye brow.  I have problems. 

Don’t tell the responsibility police where I am. 

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I’m in Valdosta with my family for a family reunion.  I tried to get my aunt and uncle to take me to the lake with them after dinner and they said it was okay – then they left me.  So I’m stuck in the courtyard marriott with Mama, Daddy, and Travers – and we are all in one room, with one king bed, a pull out love seat, and a roll away.  Travers and I are both ticked because we would have never come to this last minute family reunion if we had known there was nowhere to stay. 

Travers:  "I feel like I’m in hell.  A small hotel room, with too many people, too much humidity, not enough air conditioning and nothing on tv.   The only thing worse would be if we had a tornado and we all had to get into the bathroom with the mattresses." 

Kate:  "No, the only thing worse would be if we had a real natural disaster and had to stay here for two weeks with no water." 

Travers: " I would be dancing on the ceiling." 

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Ecclesiastes 2

I don’t know what to think about this bible passage.  I can’t stop thinking about it – it seems very much to mirror modern day america.  Tell me what y’all think.  For background – this is King Solomon writing.

Ecclesiastes 2
translation – the message

1I said to myself, "Let’s go for it–experiment with pleasure, have a good time!" But there was nothing to it, nothing but smoke.

2What do I think of the fun-filled life? Insane! Inane!    My verdict on the pursuit of happiness? Who needs it?

      3With the help of a bottle of wine  and all the wisdom I could muster,    I tried my level best

    to penetrate the absurdity of life.   I wanted to get a handle on anything useful we mortals might do  during the years we spend on this earth.

I Never Said No to Myself

4Oh, I did great things:

    built houses,   planted vineyards,    5designed gardens and parks and planted a variety of fruit trees in them,   6made pools of water  to irrigate the groves of trees.

      7I bought slaves, male and female, who had children, giving me even more slaves; then I acquired large herds and flocks,  larger than any before me in Jerusalem.

      8I piled up silver and gold,  loot from kings and kingdoms.   I gathered a chorus of singers to entertain me with song,  and–most exquisite of all pleasures– voluptuous maidens for my bed.

how I prospered! I left all my predecessors in Jerusalem far behind,
left them behind in the dust. What’s more, I kept a clear head through
it all. 10Everything I
wanted I took–I never said no to myself. I gave in to every impulse,
held back nothing. I sucked the marrow of pleasure out of every
task–my reward to myself for a hard day’s work!

I Hate Life

I took a good look at everything I’d done, looked at all the sweat and
hard work. But when I looked, I saw nothing but smoke. Smoke and
spitting into the wind. There was nothing to any of it. Nothing.

then I took a hard look at what’s smart and what’s stupid. What’s left
to do after you’ve been king? That’s a hard act to follow. You just do
what you can, and that’s it. 13But I did see that it’s better to be smart than stupid, just as light is better than darkness.    14Even
so, though the smart ones see where they’re going and the stupid ones
grope in the dark, they’re all the same in the end. One fate for
all–and that’s it.

      15When I realized that my fate’s the same as the fool’s, I had to ask myself, "So why bother being wise?"

   It’s all smoke, nothing but smoke.    16The
smart and the stupid both disappear out of sight. In a day or two
they’re both forgotten. Yes, both the smart and the stupid die, and
that’s it.

      17I hate life. As far as I can see, what happens on earth is a bad business. It’s smoke–and spitting into the wind.

I hated everything I’d accomplished and accumulated on this earth. I
can’t take it with me–no, I have to leave it to whoever comes after
me. 19Whether they’re
worthy or worthless–and who’s to tell?-they’ll take over the earthly
results of my intense thinking and hard work. Smoke.

      20That’s when I called it quits, gave up on anything that could be hoped for on this earth.    21What’s
the point of working your fingers to the bone if you hand over what you
worked for to someone who never lifted a finger for it? Smoke, that’s
what it is. A bad business from start to finish. 22So what do you get from a life of hard labor?    23Pain and grief from dawn to dusk. Never a decent night’s rest. Nothing but smoke.

best you can do with your life is have a good time and get by the best
you can. The way I see it, that’s it–divine fate. 25Whether we feast or fast, it’s up to God.    26God
may give wisdom and knowledge and joy to his favorites, but sinners are
assigned a life of hard labor, and end up turning their wages over to
God’s favorites. Nothing but smoke–and spitting into the wind.

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