you're probably wondering

what the hell I've been doing stuck in NJ for the last few days. Or, perhaps you're not. Mostly I've been engaged in an effective form of procrastination, consisting of watching movies and playing poker. But LJ, you'll ask, isn't your semester over? Yes, it is. But silly me saved my Sports Law paper (and my dreaded A paper) for second semester. I've enjoyed all the movies I've seen (last night was I Am Trying To Break Your Heart--awesome, today was Dodgeball-surprisingly funny) but when I get back after New Year's I'm going to be a writing machine! I also watched Shrek 2 today. The way people have been raving about it I was expecting the best movie I've seen in years. Definitely not the case. It was cute and funny, but did not live up to all the raves it's received.

tsunamis

I feel like I should write something about this tragedy, but the only thing I really want to say is that I think it's pathetic that our government is sending less money to these devastated nations than it is spending on Bush's inauguration. Pathetic.

In other news, I am finally leaving my childhood bed for greener pastures tomorrow. Although it will be difficult to top last year's thrilling New Year's Eve -- spent watching a Sex and the City marathon and going to bed before my parents got home -- I'm going to give it a shot.

I'm not sure dashes are the appropriate punctuation for the above sentence, but I had commas and I think that dashes look much hotter. Not, however, as hot as my hot pink cast. Which clashes absurdly with the shirt I'm planning on wearing tomorrow night. Pathetic. But not as pathetic as the money we're sending to tsunami hit nations.

baby's dad is gone

I'll miss you, Jerry.

i'm bored

Yes, it's true. Six days of sitting in the same bed unable to walk causes boredom. I have, however, discovered the amazing comedy of The Office. It took me awhile to get into it, but since episode 4 I have been laughing virtually nonstop, causing my mom to call up and ask me if everything is OK. I'm almost done with the second season, and am very sad that there won't be more to enjoy.

Looking forward to getting my next three Netflix movies (the Wilco doc, Dodgeball and Shrek 2, which I didn't think I'd see but everyone has been raving about). That's about all I have to write about, since absolutely nothing is going on. I have been playing in poker tournaments and high on painkillers, and that about sums up the last six days. My friend Meredith came over and we watched Bad Santa, a movie I recommend highly.

Trying to decide when to head back to NYC, a little concerned about my ability to bathe. : (

fahrenheit 9/11

I finally saw this movie! I had tickets for the night it opened in NYC, but that was, unfortunately, the same night I killed my ankle playing softball, and without crutches there was no way I was making it to the Upper West Side.

It was OK in my opinion. I have not seen any other Michael Moore movies (though Bowling For Columbine has been saved on my Tivo for months), and definitely could see how if you're annoyed by him you'd be annoyed by the movie. Really, he was just reinforcing all these thoughts I'd already had/heard about the war and W, so I didn't feel like I was really learning anything new. Yet it still made me very very sad. I wanted to write something insightful about this movie, but I was so dizzy while watching that I can't really remember all that much.

Now I'm watching David Cross promote Arrested Development on Jimmy Kimmel and kicking ASS in my online poker game. I think it's good that my meds make me too dizzy to do work, otherwise I might feel slightly stressed by the fact that I haven't yet started on either of my papers.

owwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww

Ow. My ankle hurts. I had surgery yesterday, and it felt terrific. The lovely Dr. Quinn (medicine man) made my entire left leg below the knee numb, so I felt no pain whatsoever following the surgery. This allowed me to play poker, watch movies, and move around my parent's house with reckless abandon. It was fabulous. Then the numbness wore off at about 2:30 am. Now I am yelping in pain every two seconds and waiting for the nurse to call me back and explain why six delaudin are not helping AT ALL. I was up from the time I went to bed (12:44) until about 7:00, when I finally fell asleep Hfor about a half hour. BOOOOOOOOOOO

movie recommendations, please

I just joined Netflix! Help me add movies to my queue by recommending your favorites. Many thanks!

Germany 2006

I am pleased to report that I may be able to enjoy milk while I attend World Cup matches in Germany.

going out during finals

I have gone out a decent amount this finals period. Last year during finals, going out for me was going to the gym, or to Tower Records for sour punch straws. However, this year I have only one exam (art law) and one paper (first amendment), and I have had more than my share of free time to go out. Technically I also have a paper for my Sports Law class, but when the professor tells me it's not due until February 1st, there is no way in hell I'm getting it done during finals weeks.

There have been a couple of nights recently where I wanted to go out, but couldn't find anyone else who wanted to. My non law school friends don't tend to go out on weeknights, or live in Brooklyn and my law school friends are, well, studying for finals. One of my friends at a law school on the west coast scoffed at me, mostly for thinking I would find people to go out with me during finals. She thinks it's kind of weird to want to go out so much. She also has more finals than me.

There is no point to this post, other than to note that I finally found people to go out with last night. I think it's been awhile since I closed down a bar, and I did it without even realizing. I'm not sure that staying out until 4:30 was a great idea, but here I am at the library getting ready to do work. No harm, no foul, right?

hate sucks

Vice's latest issue contains these gems. A couple of cute blond twelve-year-olds who play hate music challenging the "inaccuracies of the Holocaust myth" and the "so called gas chambers" and a diatribe against straight people.

strippers and badges

Thanks to How Appealing for linking to this hilarious article. I'm convinced the City Council voted unanimously for this just so they could go the clubs themselves and confirm that the dancers are wearing their badges. Seriously, not ONE person on the eleven member council realized what an asinine idea this is. Plus there is a new rule that they have to be three feet away from patrons at all times. Why would anyone pay for a private dance when they can just sit three feet from the stage? Isn't the point of a lap dance that the dancer is on your lap?

bad blogger

I've been busy trying to write my art law final, but wanted to bring you this article, about the popularity of blogs. There is a mention about several "blawgs" which apparently is the trendy term for law blogs.

I'm about 2k words into my art law final, and I just want it to be OVER. I'll give it another hour or two tonight, then time to drink!

Oh, I'm no longer a ping pong goddess. Mike has been kicking my ass (seriously, I think I might have scars) lately. No doubt a two month hiatus is not going to help my game at all.

scissor sisters

One of my friends was raving about this band, and I finally heard one of their songs last night (take your mama out) and now I'm in love! It's so "classic rock." In college my housemates always forced me to listen to "The Home," which was the local classic rock station, and I hated every second of it. I'm proud to say my music taste has evolved quite a bit since college (anybody remember "Bye Bye?") OK, I do still love that song, but you know what I mean.

I have been a useless lump since yesterday morning. I finally decided work was clearly not in the cards, and went out. This morning I bought some food and watched Desperate Housewives from last Sunday. In case you were wondering, my solution was to Tivo Survivor (which pretty much sucked) and watch Desperate Housewives on my roommate's DVR. Another killer episode. I'm completely smitten by Marcia Cross, I really hope she wins the Golden Globe. I have to admit I was pretty surprised Nicollette Sheridan got nominated for best supporting. I always loved her on Knots Landing, but I don't believe for a second she hasn't had any plastic surgery.

Now I'm eating gummy bears and getting ready to play some ping pong. Eventually this art law final will get written.

sex tips?

OK, this is hilarious. Thanks to LawLush for introducing me to the extremely amusing world of some guy named Jason Mulgrew.

in memoriam

This post is dedicated to Elizabeth Williams, who died on June 6, 2001. Elizabeth was a friend and soccer player who I knew freshman year in college. She took some time off, and later transferred, but we lost touch after a year or two. I just recently read of her death in our alumni newsletter and I'm very sad.

art or child porn?

you decide.

food in the library

I just brought my sandwich from Abbondanzas into the library (yummmm) and the LLM across from me who has been shooting me dirty looks all day (could it be because I've been playing poker since I got here and clearly not doing a lick of work?) held up the sign that says "No Food Allowed In The Library" and was like, "Have you seen this sign." Um, yes, I've seen the sign. Thanks. However, I've already been made fun of for eating in the library (thanks, Phil) so instead of stirring up animosity with a fellow law student, I tried to do the right thing and leave. Even though Janelle was only one table away with her salad. I'll bet the people at her table didn't make her feel bad for eating. Then he gets all nice and is like, "I was just joking. Stay. I was hoping you'd argue with me." So I said, "You've looked pretty busy all day, don't you have better things to do than argue with me about eating in the library?" Just kidding. I didn't say that. I thought about it, though.

update: I just took out the second half of my sandwich only for Samir to tell me, "You know there's no food in the library, right?" Fine, people, fine. I will not eat in the library anymore (well, I won't eat *real* food in the library anymore) even though you all tell me you are kidding.

crack is wack

Oh Whitney.

thank you governor pataki

For this gem of a quote, ""I believe the death penalty is a part of a balanced and fair approach to criminal justice, and we were unable to get the court decision fixed so that the death penalty continues to be in place."

about me section

Can anyone out there please explain to me why my "about me" section and all the links appear on the bottom of my page, rather than on the top like EVERYBODY else? I'm new to this blogging thing.

Update: Now the "About Me" section has disappeared completely. Not like it really told you anything about me, but still. Where did you go?

Update Part II: OK, as soon as I post this the "About Me" section reappears-WTF!?!

chrismukkah

Article about the OC's holiday invention here.

nyu law makes the news

OK, granted it's the Sun.

seat covers

I have a lot of pet peeves, but here is one of my biggest. The bathrooms in our law school (most of them, anyway) have seat covers. The point, unless I'm missing something, is that you put one down on the seat before you sit down, thereby escaping the germs of other peoples' asses travelling into your ass (this of course is assuming you might actually sit down without anything on the seat first, which is pretty gross). Great idea, eh?

But half the time I walk in to one of the stalls, there is pee all over the seat. Why, people, why? What is so hard about putting down a seat cover? I can understand at a bar, people are drunk or oblivious or just don't give a shit. But law school is like your home away from home...why can't you leave the toilet seat piss-free for the next person, huh? You don't need to use the seat cover. Just lift it up before you pee. Grrrrrrr.

Speaking of pet peeves, how annoying is it when you're walking down the street and the people in front of you just stop. Sometimes they're looking in the window. Sometimes they're looking at a map. I don't give a shit what the reason is, move out of the center of the sidewalk before you stop people!

unpretty

I never really listened to that TLC song when it came out, and I can't stop playing it right now. What an amazing song.

happy hanukkah!

I just got back from a delicious dinner at my aunt's house. She makes mean potato latkes and homemade applesauce. Unfortunately brisket (which I abhor) was the only meat choice, but I am such a poor malnourished law student that I ate it anyway.

On a more depressing note, I've always felt a little gypped that all my grandparents passed away before I was 14. So I don't have too many memories, particularly of those on my father's side. Anyway, for about ten mintues tonight, my cousins had me completely convinced that my grandmother lived with them for seven years. That's how little I remember. I just figured I forgot about that period. They thought it was pretty funny. I did too, I guess. I'm also guessing that this story isn't translating well, but trust me, it was hilarious.

i need serious help

i have a twenty to twenty-five page paper due on monday. at midnight. and i'm only half done. yet i can't seem to write it. i've even reverted to all lower-case. that's how bad this is. aaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

les sans culottes

I saw these guys at a show back in May, and they tore it up. They were fantastic live, but their album is still pretty good. It's great party music, check it out.

http://www.lessansculottes.com/index.shtml

i love melbourne

i just saw that i had an australian visitor (yes, i realize i'm supposed to be writing my paper) and i wanted to take this opportunity to say I LOVE MELBOURNE.

if it were a city in the US, i'd live there in a heartbeat. in fact, i haven't entirely ruled out moving to australia one day, but the whole job thing might be a problem. i also love auckland, but a little less than melbourne (and yes, i'm aware auckland is in new zealand, not australia, but they are in the same part of the world)

i've also been agonizing over my typing style. my habit has always been to write in all lower case in emails, though i'm perfectly capable of capitalization. I think from now on I'm going to try to write in a somewhat grammatically correct fashion. What if William Safire came across my blog? I wrote in to his column once when he was on vacation and the woman who took over for him had the gall to assert that Another Bad Creation had only one hit song. She wasn't even referring to Aisha!?! Pathetic. You may know your grammar, honey, but you have a clear deficiency in pop music trivia.

george carlin

i've loved george carlin ever since i brought jammin in new york with me to argentina and listened to it ALL summer. nice article in ny times about him here.

if you've never seen/heard jammin in new york, it is worth it for the airline announcement alone. hilarious.

i'm starting to realize why my paper is not getting written.

i'm a mess

i've been at the library for forty minutes, and done not even ten minutes of real work. someone gave me the brilliant idea of looking for law review articles that have been written on the topic of my first amendment paper. great idea, except that there's not a lot totally on point, and now i'm feeling like maybe my time would be better spent just writing. easier said than done.

i'm listening to a sweet radio show. a friend told me about bbc's radio one. there are also a zillion other stations, but so far i've only listened to paul tong's show which is awesome. it makes me want to get up on the library table and dance. luckily thus far i've been able to withstand the temptation. the only sucky thing is that you can't rewind. so now i'll never know who sings that song i really liked. the other sucky thing is my frequent use lately of the word sucky. what is up with that?

on an entirely unrelated note, i had my first international visitor last night! hurray! bummer he or she didn't stick around very long. i'm sure he or she'd be faaaaaascinated by my blog.

i also had my first *real* visitor. hurray for mike. i'm not sure how he found my lil blog, but it's so exciting to know that someone out there is reading (or read).

ok. must write first amendment paper. now. bye.

damn you cbs and abc

here is my dilemma: i waited patiently (errr, maybe patiently isn't exactly the right word) while ABC showed some schlocky angel/christimas/whatever movie last sunday instead of desperate housewives. and now CBS has gone and scheduled the survivor season finale for sunday night. what's a girl to program her tivo to do? i could tivo survivor from 8-8:55 and then again from 10:05-11. but then i miss the best part, the final immunity challenge. perhaps my only solution is to leave my aunt's hanukkah party to make sure i'm back for dh. i know, i know. that's pathetic. why couldn't THIS week be a no dh week. DAMN YOU CBS AND ABC!

dave's band

tonight my friend dave freedman has a show at the lion's den. it's on sullivan b/w bleecker and w. 3rd. the band is called esther macomb. i don't know why, or what it means. do you? they should be going on around 10.

anyhow, dave is a fellow transfer and a very nice guy, so you should go check it out.

to share or not to share

i have a dilemma. as far as i know, i have no readers. no offense to meredith, but since i don't think she'll ever look at this again, my readership is effectively zero. i have told a couple people that i started this blog, but if i tell them the name then they might read it. now i can just amuse myself, but if i have readers i may feel pressure to amuse them.

on the other hand, right now i pretend like there are people reading, and giving a shit about what i'm writing, but really there are none. would it be more fun if i knew people were reading my blog? if you're out there, feel free to let me know what you think.

i am a ping pong goddess

ok, that might be a slight exaggeration. but today i kicked mike's ass 2 games to 1. we're now even at five games a piece. ping pong is such a great game. i'm going to have to get a fake nyu id just so i can go to mercer and play.

medical marijuana and federalism

great article about the Raich case that was linked on How Appealing. check it out here.

i've been fascinated by this case ever since i read the 9th circuit decision. i think of it a little like bush v. gore, where the "conservatives" on the Court went in the total opposite direction, likewise the "liberals" in order to obtain a certain outcome. here you have rehnquist, thomas, etc. limiting commerce clause power in morrison. you would think they're on a roll in that direction, but uh-oh, the case they will need to do it w/ involves medical marijuana. i have a feeling they will find some way to distinguish this case so that they can avoid allowing these poor sick people to smoke pot w/o fear of dea agents swarming and arresting them, but leaving room open for limiting commerce clause power in other cases. you'd think this whole war on terror might give our government some new priorities, but no. marijuana is still high on the list.

i always thought wickard was a little messed up. if the poor farmer wants his family to enjoy a little extra wheat, who the hell are members of congress to tell him he can't! yes, i realize this is somewhat simplified, but really--if the government can regulate personal consumption of wheat, they really can regulate just about anything.

veronica mars rules

almost 10 years ago, i was on a spring break trip with my lacrosse team. one morning while getting ready the jerry springer show was the background noise. i abhored his show and those types of talk shows, and was not psyched to be watching. anyway, long story short i end up getting totally hooked in by this guy in the audience (he may have been a guest, i just can't remember) who kept yelling, "you gotta reckanize. reckanize, reckanize." over and over again. it was hilarious. it became our buzzword of the season. you gotta reckanize!

so yesterday i'm watching veronica mars from a couple weeks ago (the cult one) and one of the characters says to another, "reckanize." and the other character's response is something along the lines of him sounding like a jerry springer guest. now i'm wondering if one of the writers happened to see that episode, and immortalized it in their mind the same way i did. or, perhaps many guests used this phrase, and i don't know that because i only saw one episode. either way, i felt the way i do when dalton mentions martika in all of his columns. (don't pretend you don't remember her--toy soldiers? more than you know? classic)

i hate computers

i just can't stop posting. this is so addictive!

ever since i installed service pack 2 on my stupid computer it has been acting all buggy and weird. it often takes forever for things to open, and freezes up constantly. please tell me why this is happening and how i can make it stop.

what i do

one of the things i'm involved with in law school is a clinic. it's a kind of class that combines a seminar with student practice. seriously, someone actually authorized me to represent them. it's probably the most rewarding thing i'm doing in law school, and all kidding aside, i'm really excited about our client and his case. our client is a prisoner who has brought at 1983 claim against corrections officers. i think that's probably all i should say, since i'm pretty sure i failed the mpre and don't want to violate any ethics rules. just kidding future employer.

so our case is in front of a certain southern district judge, who had a certain article written about him in monday's ny times. enjoy.

wow, my first blog post!

i didn't realize setting up a blog was so easy. finals is a terrific time to set up a blog, i think, because procrastination is taken to new heights, and it's always fun to have a new time waster. this will be mine.

i wonder if anyone will ever read my blog. in case i do get a reader (or two) one day, i'll tell you a little about myself. as you may have guessed from my name, i'm in law school. i'm also a girl. i spent four years in college forcing myself to use the word woman, not girl, and now here i am many years later calling myself a girl again. girl, woman, whatever...do you have that britney spears song in your mind yet?

i started this blog because i thought it would be really cool to post all of my random thoughts for the world to see. i saw the blog of this other girl from school, and it seemed like a lot of fun to just post whatever you think, and perhaps have other people comment on it all. maybe a little narcissistic, but i am an only child.

that's enough about me for now. yay, i have a blog!