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Okay, so I love Calvin and Hobbes, I even have a paper mache Calvin that I made in high school (my friend made Hobbes) that I am very attached to and refuse to allow my mother to throw away.  But this is a little disturbing.

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At this point I am lost in class. So I am going to keep on not paying attention. I have been thinking about what it will be like if I actually one day get to be an attorney. One of the interesting things about the possibility of being an attorney is that I might one day have a secretary. The idea of having a secretary is one that is the category of "too good to be true." I don’t know why I feel like this, but I really can’t imagine having a secretary. Or I can, but it just seems crazy. While I am thinking about it – these are the things that I would love to have some else do for me:

1.  Follow me around and pick up all the stuff I drop. 
2. Keep track of where the stuff I need is locates. That is the greatest thing about my laptop – I can always find things in the computer. I have a little more difficult of a time with real, hard copies of things.
3. Make sure I am in the right place at the right time. Today was the first Monday of the semester, and true to form I went to the wrong classroom. I was setting stuff up, and all these first years were coming in the door, and I was really confused, and then I realized my mistake.
4.  Remind me of things that I need to do. 
5. Make lists for me. I will follow a list, but I can’t make my own and I will probably lose it, so it would be great if someone else had a copy of it and could help me out.
6.  Make cover letters.  I hate cover letters.
7. Actually, it would be great if they could take care of all things that required a certain format, I could give them the information and they could format it for me. I’m not real good with formatting details. Actually, technical details altogether escape me. Other details I can handle. Like details in movies and real life. Visual details. Details regarding the substance of things. Otherwise, I’m at a loss.
8. I would love it if someone would bring me lunch everyday. This would be nice. Or at least call and order it for me. Deciding what I am going to eat next and how I am going to get it during the day is not fun as far as I am concerned.
9.  Take care of mailing things – making sure things are addressed correctly and stamped.
10. And last but not least, I would like to have a secretary that enjoyed being around me, and did all of these things because they liked me and not just because I was paying them. I would like it to be someone that I enjoyed being around and someone for which I had a mutual appreciation and respect. Yes, that would be nice.

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How the Tragedy of the Commons (per natural resources discussion today) affects my life.

I can’t use my cell phone on game days because too many idiots that don’t live here come into town for the day and overload the cell phone towers.

I have to study in the annex (when I study) because the big part of the law library is louder than the bars downtown.

Sometimes a keg parties the keg runs out.

When I’m at home in Augusta, I have to fight with my dogs and my brother over who is going to sit at the table.

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I have been reading lots of new blogs tonight, and I commented to Soup’s post on the Urban dictionary, but I was having so much fun, with my comment, that I decided to make a post of my own. I am going to search for people’s names who read this, or who are my friends and don’t read this (because they don’t love me or because I tell them everything anyways). Anyway, if your name isn’t here, you can go here and look yourself up. I think this is going to be a fun game. I’ll start with myself.

Charlsie is as of yet, undefined.
But Kate is defined, ( #1 is scary, #4 cracks me up, #8 is just wrong, #9 is mean).
Paine is defined, but is kinda scary.

Travers isn’t defined, but Trav is.
Katie is my roommate – most people like the name Katie, but some people write gross stuff.

Okay, now I am going to tell you about my day, and put in links to the definitions of their names on Urban dictionary. If it is undefined, do something about it (a lot of names are undefined, so sometimes I put something similar). Keep in mind I didn’t write any of these definitions, I am just linking to the dictionary.

I went to Evidence this morning and sat with Jamie, Otis, Rakesh, and Jerome. Then I went to Natural Resources, and sat next to Ian. I was looking for Cristina because I wanted her to sit with us. Right before class started I looked at Ian’s book and realized I was in Tax. So I left. I walked out of the classroom and saw Appel heading into the room next door, and I followed him into class.

In natural resources I sat with Allison, Jason, and Ryan. Cristina sat with Brent.

After class I stood outside the locker room with Cristina while balancing a book on my head and waited for Jessica. I chatted with Jeff and Chad.

Then I went to lunch with Jessica, David, Tripp, Ally, and Kristin. On the way through campus we ran into Bizzy.

After lunch Jessica and David and I played on the internet. Kipp and Desmond were really loud.  Meredith told me how her boyfriend was electrocuted by her computer cord (he survived, and she got a new cord). Christy and I discussed boys and school and life and all the things that we always overanalyze.

okay, I’m getting tired…..

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Last night was tons of fun. Not necessarily a night I would like to have on a regular basis, but one that I will remember for a long time. I didn’t lose anything (so far as I know), and I am sustained minor bruises and scraps – mostly due to the fact that I walked home barefoot through the east village. I wanted to walk all the way home barefoot from Chelsea, but it was too cold and even though my shoes were painful; the cold, wet ground was worse (and I hadn’t had enough to drink numb the pain).

But I do love New York. Even though there are a lot of people here that are entirely too much for me, and even though the only way I could live here was if I could have a house in the middle of central park, I still really like to visit.

I don’t know what I want to do with my life. I do know some wonderful people that I know I want to be in my life. But I don’t know where those people are going to end up – and I know that there are lots of other wonderful people out there that I haven’t met yet that I also want to be in my life.

I don’t have any serious thoughts about what I want out of this year. I can honestly say that 2004 was probably the most wonderful year of my life so far – with severe ups and severe downs. But the downs weren’t really that bad and all resolved themselves well – and the ups are incredible memories that I will have forever.

p.s. Tonight we decided what foods we all were. here is the list.

In everyday life:
Mary Beth – Vanilla cupcake with pink frosting.
Libby – Warm Honey Ham (baked) with cherry glaze
Jennifer – Pineapple (whole pineapple – spiky on the outside, sweet beyond compare inside).
Emily – Pretzel – bendy and salty.
Charlsie – chocolate chip cookie (sweet, with delicious morsels scattered throughout).

For Breakfast:
Mary Beth – muffin (close to cupcake)
Emily – biscuit (warm and buttery)
Libby – crispy bacon
Jennifer – cut pineapple
Charlsie – big bowl of grits

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Disappointment

As it turns out, I’m not quite the travel agent that I like to believe. I bought my plane ticket for this week during finals. I am incapacitated for normal activity during finals. I’ve said it before. But this is a great example. My flight was suppose to leave tomorrow. But some how I made a mistake on the computer and booked it for the 30th, then I never looked at the confirmation (something my dad always tells me to do, I know, I know).

So instead of leaving tomorrow and getting to spend some quality time in DC, I am leaving on Thursday and will only be in DC for a night. That sucks. But as libby said, it could be much worse. I could have booked it for today and missed it completely. That would be much worse. It is still going to be an awesome week, but I am going to miss Cybil’s party and that is going to suck. Oh well. At least I still get to go.

Sometimes I wonder if I am ever going to be a completely functional adult. I kinda doubt it. This is distressing.

I was taking a personality test and my mom was helping me, and I asked her on a scale from 1-5 (1 the least, 5 the most) whether she thought I was a perfectionist or not, and she said a 4. This surprised me because I don’t see myself as a perfectionist, but apparently I have perfectionist tendencies. I think this basically boils down to the fact that I am hard on myself. I don’t mean to be. I don’t know why it happens, or where the pressure comes from, because I don’t think the people in my life pressure me too much, but it is there anyway. And it causes me to be disappointed in myself for making mistakes that could have been avoided – like my plane ticket. I had to learn a long time ago to not put ridiculous expectations on the people in my life because no one is perfect and I am setting myself up for disappointment in addition to alienating people. I guess I am still learning how to do that for myself. Oh well.

But I am still soo excited about spending the weekend with my favorite people in such fun cities!!!!! Can’t wait, can’t wait!!!!! Happy New Year’s!!!!!!

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I stayed up too late last night. It is becoming a trend. I have so much stuff I need to do, but I think I am going to just go to sleep. I am very tired.  Daddy and I tried to go see the aviator, but it was sold out so we went to see a series of unfortunate events.  I liked it, but I like children’s movies and love children’s books.  I thought it was fun and just dark enough. But I don’t think that Daddy thought much of it.  Oh well, he goes for the popcorn mostly anyway.

Libby and I are going to the ATL in the morning for a little shopping and to spend the night with Betsy and Katie. Then Libby is going to take me to the airport on Tuesday morning. I am flying to DC to hang out with Cybil and Jennifer and Emily and Caleb. I am really excited, I love DC. Caleb is going to pick me up and take me to see his family and house and then we are going over to Cybil’s for a dinner party. It is going to be awesome! Mary Beth is going to meet me in DC and on Friday Emily, Jennifer, Mary Beth, Cybil and I are all going to New York for New Years. Libby and Emily and Maggie will already be there and Katie, Katie and Sally are going to be there too. It is going to be all of my past colliding. Best friend from kindergarten, best friend from middle school, best friend from high school, best friends from college, pledge sisters, a couple old best friend roomies from college, best friend in law school…..I mean, I can’t tell you how happy I am going to be the entire time. I am going to be one big ball of excited. Plus New York has the best food all the time. And you don’t have to drive anywhere. Especially late night for food. Because there is a gyro place next to the bar, or down the street. (although I doubt I will be able to find a waffle house or a pancake house – but hey, when in rome – eat fried risotto balls). Come to think about it, I think that one of the greatest things about traveling is that everywhere you go eats something different as a late night snack. And it is normally delicious. And New York has some of everything.

I think I am going to get to hang out with some new friends I made last night time I was in New York, and I am also pumped about this. I love new friends. Mary Beth has never been to New York, so that is going to be fun as well.

Wow, I feel like I am partying up the east coast; the ATL, D.C., NYC. (it really isn’t a big city if it can’t be referred to by a few letters. I love calling it the ATL. But, I like prefer to call it THE ATL, and not ATL, and I don’t think I would ever call it THE D.C. – which is probably in fact more appropriate than THE ATL). (how about THE O.C.? – that isn’t really right either, but I like it).

My hands are cold. I left my laptop at Katie and Betsy’s house and have been without it for over a week – which is huge for me. Otherwise I would have had a lot more to say this week. I love Christmas. And I love y’all.

It didn’t snow, but it did sleet and was very cold. I will pretend that we had a white Christmas, even if it was only ice. I love my family and friends a lot, I am so very blessed. I will try to post on my travels, but if not I will get back to you when I return on the 4th. Sweet Dreams.

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Great conversation

Libby was a Christmas party for work and was talking to a girl that she doesn’t know that well, but works with and likes. The girl was describing one of her friends, and this is how the conversation went:

Girl: Well, she is kinda weird about guys…
Libby: What do you mean?
Girl: She is one of those girls that tries to trick herself into liking a bunch of different guy in order to distract herself from the guy that she really does like.
Libby: Ohhh. I know what you mean.

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I heard something very disturbing on the radio this morning.  It consisted of a conversation between a women with a think eastern european accent and a man.  It went something like this:

W – If you were a car, what kind of car would you be?
M – fast and powerful and big (or something to that effect)
W – If you were an animal, what kind of animal would you be?
M – I’d be a fox, tricky and slippery
W – If you were a building, what kind of building would you be?(this is when I switched stations, but quickly switched back, I was hoping it was an Ax commercial, and I think those are hilarious)
M – Tall and sleek and imposing
W – If you were a fragrance, Donald, what kind of fragrance would you be? (I was holding my breath for the answer to this one).
M – I would smell like success and power and success and power and….success(and power).
W – And what would that smell like?
M – It would smell like me – Donald Trump – come closer to me and take a whiff – any man who wears my fragrance will be able to have any women he wants and make millions of dollars(okay, so I made up the millions of dollars part, but I swear it said have any women he wants and it did say come closer and see for yourself).

At this point in the dialog I was waiting for the morning show people to crack up and start laughing and for it to all be a stupid joke.  It was truly one of the most absurd commercials I have heard in a long time – it also lasted about three minutes. But instead of that, the commercial continued on to tell me if I was a man to buy the fragrance and if I was a woman to buy the fragrance for all the men in my life – and that it was a Macy’s – Riches exclusive.  And for everyone who has always wanted to smell like ole Donald – here is where you can order it online for the bargin price of $60.  I like the description:
"The uncompromising men’s fragrance. Persuasive, commanding, determined. A passion for power. Inspired by the man who demands the best – and achieves it."
I mean seriously – isn’t that what every women is looking for, an uncompromising, commanding, manipulating (that is what I get out of persuasive) man with a passion for power and a comb over?  Somehow I doubt this is every girl’s dream, maybe more a nightmare.

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Great Conversation

Me and friend. We will call her "W". Discussion involving guy we had fun with this weekend.

Me: "That guy is absolutely adorable, I love him."
W: "I know, he is really cute."
Me: "Too bad he is such a child."
W: "I like children."

Which is true.  W does like children.  This might explain her tendency to gravitate towards guys that are trouble.  But maybe that is the problem with women in general.  We like trouble.

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