Wednesday, April 7, 2010

A darker deeper level of snark

I know it's been quite some time since I've shown my face, so to speak, here and for that, dear internet, I am sorry. But I had to share this with you. She could be my new best friend, if I were lucky enough to live in the Bay Area:


Tuesday, January 26, 2010

law student version of sending my child to war

Dear Apple Technician,

Please, please please take good care of my baby. She is in a very vulnerable state at the moment, what with the combination of not working correctly and me oscillating between screaming and crying jags every time she does not work correctly. She is my trusty and loyal sidekick, my partner in crime, the love of my (law school) life. Be kind. Treat her well. I've put her through a lot of trials and tribulations over the last year and a half, and I'd like to see her make it at least until I graduate and find a job. Send her back to me new and improved as fast as you can.

Also? Though I am in the midst of a massive pre-send-off backup of my data, please PLEASE for the love of all that is holy try not to delete any of my shit. I am a law student, not a tech guru, and I make no claims of actually knowing what I am doing when it comes to backing up my documents, music and pictures. And all those other random but essential files that live in non-obvious places. In other words, please send my baby back intact, aside from the broken parts.



Tuesday, January 19, 2010

hiatus shmi-bite me-atus

You might say that I have been on a hiatus from blogging. You would be correct. I launched myself into winter break with the pointed goal of Doing Nothing for 4 solid weeks and I'm happy to say that I succeeded, with one notable exception. I did spend a lot of time with my new boyfriend, who I'll call Jack Bauer. He is incomparably delightful, but that's enough gushing for now.

Today I made a discovery about an apparent misconception that I've had since starting law school. I always thought that the loud people in the library were 1Ls - those without a clear understanding of law school etiquette and hierarchy, who had no basis for understanding their volume level. And I have been wrong this whole time! The loud people in the library are actually 3Ls - they don't really care that much about reading for their classes, but they're sort of in the habit of being in the library, and the bar exam isn't close enough yet for them to actually be preparing. I'm not yet sure what to do with this new found knowledge, as it stretches my sense of law school etiquette and hierarchy to glare mercilessly at a bunch of 3Ls. More to follow, and I promise it will be sooner than last time.