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back to reality

So I have spent the last five days in fantasy land, all in the comfort of my own town. One week out of the year, the whole town of Augusta stops, and turns into fantasy land. it is really fun, very disruptive, and one huge, week-long party. I got home wednesday, Kate, my mom, had already had a couple Azaleas (Lemonade, cherry juice, and vodka)(best lemonade ever) while she was at the par three, and she was ready for us to go party. so we went over to Dale(Kate’s best friend) and Buzzy’s house, which we like to call Nalley-Land, because they have the coolest house ever, and drank wine in the garden with my aunt and uncle, Howard and Jan, and then we ate Lamb and twice baked potatos and sugar-snap peas, then continued drinking.

I learned things I never wanted to know and I’m never hanging out with my parents and their friends by myself anymore, because they think they are teenagers. then we sat on the front porch and watched all the Exxon employees who were sent to augusta a day early to get everything ready for the big dog Exxon people, we watched the lower employees have a huge party before the bosses got there. Then I drove my parents home. Once home, Bella head-butted me, busting my lip open and almost knocking out one of my front teeth. lucky I was a little tipsy, so i didn’t start crying, I passed out.

Thursday, I went out to the tournament with Kate, Howard, Daddy(Trav), Dale and Buzzy, and we ate lunch under the umbrellas at the clubhouse and drank Azaleas. then we walked the course some, but got worried about the rain, and ended up leaving around 3 because it started to rain. Got home, finished cleaning my room, and waited on Elizabeth and Allison to get to my house.

My parents were rushing around, because they were suppose to be at Nalley Land so they could get picked up by the shuttle Howard had set up to take them all out to the National to eat dinner. Allison and Elizabeth showed up right before they left. Trav told me right before he left that if we wanted to go see the American Idols at the Mojeska (this weird, cool bar that is in a building downtown that Trav owns) if we wanted to, so we called Michael (the owner of the bar) and got on the guest list.

A and E and I drank a bottle of champagne while getting dressed and then hit up a few parties before going to the Mojeska, where we danced and missed the American Idols (they left ten minutes before we got there), Libby met us there, and then went to the soul bar to hear the local jam band, Red Belly, and hang out with all the people I knew in high school and college and can’t remember their names, and to be picked up by 35 year olds in town for the tournament who have no idea that a beer only cost $2.50, and can’t believe that they can buy us all drinks and not even spend any money. I think we walked away with $20, and got to drink for free all night.

Back home, we raided the refrigerator until 3 in the morning and laughed. the play-by-play of the rest of the week will have to wait until later……

the tournament

In response to a post by Ashley, I am going to tell ya’ll about what I have been thinking about lately. I have been thinking about the masters. I have not been talking about it because I get distracted and can’t get back to work. I need to pay attention today and tomorrow so I will feel good about skipping out on school for the rest of the week. but you know what, it isn’t working. I went to Heery’s today, just to make sure there was nothing that I needed to have for this weekend, and guess what, i found some stuff. I was really doing really well with not thinking about the masters until i talked to my mom and she told me that she and my aunt and uncle spent three hours eating lunch and drinking azaleas outside the clubhouse, and ever since I got that mental image in my head, I’ve been worthless. Also, I can watch live coverage of the 16th hole at http://www.masters.org, and since it is the practice round I can watch the players skip the ball on the water. Most of the time it doesn’t make it to the green, but it is still fun to watch. I am also very sad that Palmer is making his last apperance, but I am planning on being there to see him go down in a blaze of glory. Who thinks I am going to get anything done today? I need a vote of confidence. Tomorrow I will post a real list of things I am planning on doing this week, but going through the plans right now will make me too excited and I won’t be able to sit through Coenen’s class…….I love everyone who reads this trash i post.

just kidding, the picture did work, i just don’t have any patience…..

my picture didn’t show up, lets try this again….

crocodile love

I am in love with Steve, the crocodile hunter. I think he is the greatest person I have never met. Really, he is always so happy and he really seems to enjoy to the fullest his job and his life. I know that he might just show for the camera, but I don’t think this is the case, because everyone around him loves him. I think it is interesting when he travels all over the world and stuff, but I really love the Australian Zoo. I want to go to Australia just to go to the Zoo. I love the zoo diaries. Bella likes them too. I really feel like I have gotten to know all the crocodiles, like Agro, and the Koala’s, like Ebony. Really, i love the baby Koalas, I just can’t stand it they are so cute. I am fascinated. not that i want to work at a zoo, and I do understand that crocodiles are terribly dangerous and that Koalas are bears and not really that cuddly, I still love the show. Steve is happy doing everything, and he is really interested in educating people and saving his animals. I’m a big fan. I hope ya’ll like the picture of Steve, Terri, and Bindi, I think they are the cutest family around, I love Terri as much as I love Steve, except I think Steve is cuter! Everyone should watch the crocodile diaries.

I hate the time change, and I love the time change. I love the fact that I can go running later in the day, except for the fact that I haven’t been running lately because I can’t breathe outside. I have come up with a good remedy to not being able to breathe, Benadryl, the only allegy medicine that works as far as I am concerned. the only problem with Benadryl is the sleep factor. I can’t stay awake when I take Benadryl, so there is no real reason to go outside after taking the benadryl, because I will just fall asleep, and running is really hard when you are asleep.

So there is the growing possibility that once out of this fine institution, my legal career will be threatened by lack of employment. If this happens, I could always see if my dad has work for me to do. Paine and Paine, LLP, I can see it now. It would be much cooler if my dad still had his partner, Kevin Little around, and then we could go by Paine Little Paine, which I think is just hilarious. I don’t know if Kevin would think it is as funny. But Kevin isn’t around anymore, he moved to atlanta, and so now it is just my dad. Chance my dad and I would kill each other if we worked together every day: Highly likely.

Crazy people never want to take their medicine. you know in As Good As It Gets, how Melvin (Jack Nicholson) the crazy guy, talks about how his doctor prescribes him pills that make his OCD better, but the problem is that his OCD makes him hate pills? Well, my pills are suppose to make my ADHD better, but I am too ADHD to be able to remember to take the pills. And that just makes me another crazy person who can’t take their medicine. At least I am a happy crazy person. Happy because I am too crazy to recognize what is going on around me. I’m going to be that mother that forgets to pick her children up at school. wait, that would make me my mother. Haha, they always act like children are terribly scarred by being forgotten, my mom used to forget to pick up carpool, and I don’t think I am scarred by it. I knew why she forgot, she is a crazy person. Luckily we lived close enough to school for me to walk to and from school after I was like 7. Don’t worry, I walked with my older brother, my parents would have never let me cross milledge road by myself. If i can’t remember to pick my kids up at school, how am I going to be able to be an attorney? this is a dilema. Well, we will figure that out when the time comes, until then I think I will just stress about how I am going to study for finals, and adderrol should help there. We have exactly three more weeks of school from today, and then a week of study. Four weeks from now, we will have finished our first final exam of our first year. Wow, I can’t talk about it, I might black out.

ideal boyfriend.

I just want to state that I am looking to date a guy who works for statefarm, so when my friends are like, who are you dating, I can just tell them where his billboard is, and they can go check him out themselves. It could also be cool, if people are like, I think i’ve seen you before, and he could be like, do you drive down epps bridge much, I have a billboard. Or, if he went out of town, and I missed him a lot, I could just drive by and see him whenever I wanted to.

If my textbooks were liquid, and I could drink them, i would be in much better shape that I am now. Especially if the liquid tasted like water or beer or Mr. Pibb. Not that I don’t love to read, but I am a compulsive drinker. I really need some sort of liquid around at all times so I can be drinking. The reason I have such a high tendency to lose my nalgene bottle is because I take it with me everywhere. I drink on average three nalgene bottles a day, and two or three Mr. Pibbs. Or at least, that is what I have had to drink today. Basically I drink over four liters of liquid a day. I think this is a problem. I didn’t always have this problem, I used to never drink water. i used to eat ice a lot, but then i decided to stop eating ice because it hurts my jaws, so now I don’t put ice in my drinks at all, so that way I won’t eat the ice. Because I drink all day long, when I drink alcohol, I have a hard time not drinking with the same frequency, and this is why I have a tendency to be overserved. it isn’t my fault, it is my ocd problem with liquids. Colder drinks are easier to drink fast, so for the most part, the only liquids I drink cold are cokes and beer. I can’t drink white wine, because I drink it too fast because it is cold, so I drink red wine. If I drink liquor, normally I drink cosmopolitans which have little pieces of ice sometimes, but if I drink another liqour drink I will use ice. Basically, I have an obsessive personality. I think i could have an addictive personality if given the chance, but for the most part I am just obsessive. I have a tendency to eat at the same restaraunt over and over, and read the same books over and over, and whatever, you get the picture. Jennifer says that it is just that I am always paying intent attention to something. Even though i have an attention deficit, the real problem is that I can’t focus on anything for very long, but I am always focusing, and when i am focusing, it is intently. This also leads to me having problems in a large group of people(parties, bars), because I much better one on one, since I either focus on one person and ignore everyone else, or I focus on everyone for five minutes and don’t have a real conversation with anyone. The great thing about adderoll is that it helps me stay focused on one thing, but I just have to make sure I get focused on the right thing, otherwise I will end up studying maps of ancient greece for hours or wasting time writing in my live journal……….oh, and on another note, I have mentioned this before, but it is really interesting that I forget that people in law school are here because they have a certain make up. most people in law school are overly analytical people with surpressed personalities. I mean this is in the nicest way possible. I am overly analytical with a tendency to dwell on things. somehow this works out because, as cristina says, I’m not lacking in the confidence. Actually, more than confidence, i think it is my refusal to think anything but the best possible explanation. if some boy doesn’t like me, well, maybe there is something about me that he doesn’t like, but it isn’t me (this is where the delusion comes in). It takes a lot for meto be convinced that someone really just doesn’t like me, girl or boy. Because, if someone really doesn’t like me, then I just don’t care to know about it, unless there is something I can do to fix the situation. otherwise, I prefer to be ignorant. You should always think the best, because it doesn’t help to think otherwise.