tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-56107822011-04-21T22:42:25.086-04:00Randomness from a 2005 graduate of The Moritz College of Law at The Ohio State UniversityLvLnoreply@blogger.comBlogger4561100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610782.post-1131286923827088622005-11-07T19:13:00.000-05:002005-11-07T19:18:08.690-05:00

I am now officially an attorney, licensed to practice law in the state of Ohio. As I start this new phase of my life (a very long one, I hope), I thought it would be a good time to reinvent this blog. Accordingly, I have moved. The new blog will be much like the old except for a few things. I intend to write every day. We will see how that goes. But I do not intend to fill it with stupid,

LvLnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610782.post-1131285641228378202005-11-06T08:51:00.000-05:002005-11-06T09:00:44.370-05:00

I am excited to be sworn in tomorrow. I'm not looking forward to the ceremony itself, which I expect will be quite boring. I am looking forward to finally being able to practice law. There have been so many milestones in the last six months that brought relief and signaled the end of something, but tomorrow is when the change from law student to lawyer finally really occurs. I am very excited

LvLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610782.post-1130871106260662582005-11-01T12:36:00.000-05:002005-11-01T13:51:46.286-05:00

Great fun for my lunch break thanks to OLS. I Never (true ones in bold): smoked a cigarette (1 pack in high school. I HATE cigarettes)crashed a friend's car stolen a car been in love been dumped (really I've always done it, but they forced me to)shoplifted been firedbeen in a fist fightsnuck out of your parent's house had feelings for someone who didn't have them back been arrested gone on a

LvLnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610782.post-1130607726533986812005-10-29T13:41:00.000-04:002005-10-29T13:42:06.550-04:00

I'm a lawyer. :)

LvLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610782.post-1130534146245830802005-10-28T17:03:00.000-04:002005-10-28T17:15:46.310-04:00

I just got home and looked at my score breakdown for the bar exam. (Yes, I should be out drinking. That's another story. And soon to be remedied). Anyway, looking at my scores really reaffirms my law school philosophy. In law school I refused to take classes I thought sounded awful. If it was possible to learn them during bar review, I did not want to waste 14 weeks of my life on them. A

LvLnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610782.post-1130512030643950392005-10-28T07:30:00.000-04:002005-10-28T11:07:10.666-04:00

Blogging raises bar passage rates! In Ohio we are 3 for 3! Congrats to Chris and OLS! Also, IL passed the Florida bar ages ago. WE ARE LAWYERS!!!

LvLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610782.post-1130463371698297442005-10-27T21:35:00.000-04:002005-10-27T21:36:11.773-04:00

In case things don't go well tomorrow, I'm trying to think of alternative career paths.1. Window washer - indoor only (not so into the heights thing) - I hate to clean, but for some reason I really like washing windows. Especially if they are really dirty. It's nice to see your hard work pay off right away.2. Hostess at fancy restaurant - I like to wear nice dresses and I can smile for hours.

LvLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610782.post-1130194030669280852005-10-24T18:45:00.000-04:002005-10-24T18:47:10.676-04:00

Still freaking out. And still working. Paranoia is beginning to set in. This week at work I am busier than I have ever been, and I have convinced myself that it is because they are trying to get as much as they can out of me in case they have to fire me Friday. Only 3 more days of not knowing...

LvLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610782.post-1130095213568006362005-10-23T15:02:00.000-04:002005-10-23T15:21:10.240-04:00

I'm not doing so well waiting for bar results. I was generally pretty calm before exams in law school. Except for that time that Starbucks was closed and I couldn't get my mocha. I think I handled the stress of preparing for the bar exam pretty well. I didn't obsess about how many MBE practice questions someone else told me they had done; I just focused on doing what I knew I had to do. I

LvLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610782.post-1129759173076469382005-10-19T17:59:00.000-04:002005-10-19T17:59:33.086-04:00

The musician has a girlfriend. There goes the groupie plan.

LvLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610782.post-1129487425980640482005-10-16T14:22:00.000-04:002005-10-16T14:30:25.986-04:00

I am not one of those girls who is into musicians. I'm into consultants and lawyers and men in suits. But last night I think I fell in love with a musician. I had seen this guy play once before, and back then I was barely able to control my giddiness when I was introduced to him after the show. I wanted to go see him play again, but I didn't know where to find him. Well, last night I saw him

LvLnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610782.post-1129397798740650532005-10-15T13:31:00.000-04:002005-10-15T13:36:38.746-04:00

He had his first real date with her and it went well. As he told me about it at breakfast, I knew I did the right thing. Being lonely and selfish is not reason enough to want to date someone, and I really do see him as just a good friend. He looked happier this morning than I have seen in a long time. Going on a date, whatever comes of it, is such a positive move for him, and I think it

LvLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610782.post-1129073089326598792005-10-11T19:21:00.000-04:002005-10-11T19:24:49.333-04:00

I have a new crush. I haven't actually spoken to him. And he probably didn't even notice me. But he is my new crush anyway. I just have to figure out some way to run into him. Despite my excellent "research" skills, that is still not so easily done, considering he is a complete stranger. He was sitting at the next table today at the democratic judicial salute, so we potentially have

LvLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610782.post-1128871451912592312005-10-09T11:15:00.000-04:002005-10-09T11:24:15.266-04:00

I had coffee with OLS yesterday. It was fun to finally meet her. It was kind of strange for her to become a real person rather than a fictional character. I was totally nervous while I was waiting, for no good reason. We had coffee (actually she had chai) and talked about work and friends and guys. And about waiting for bar results. Good times. Hopefully we'll do it again soon.Yesterday I

LvLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610782.post-1128557155541795992005-10-05T20:02:00.000-04:002005-10-05T20:05:55.546-04:00

Tom Cruise and Katie Holmes are having a baby? I am slightly tipsy from my evening at the athletic club, so I'm wondering if I'm just imagining it. So confusing. And Nick and Jessica are supposedly getting divorced (again). What is going on in the world? Next thing we know, the president will nominate an undistinguished, close personal friend with no judicial (or trial) experience to the

LvLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610782.post-1128122886496489472005-09-30T19:20:00.000-04:002005-09-30T19:28:06.503-04:00

I have been back at work for almost two months now, and, you know what, I love it. I am working on a huge federal case that is scheduled for trial in a few months and several other smaller cases. I'm doing some foreclosure work, which is far more tolerable than I expected. Everyone is very excited to have me there, appreciates my enthusiasm, and they are very welcoming in a different way than

LvLnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610782.post-1127659541923648152005-09-25T10:27:00.000-04:002005-09-25T10:45:45.440-04:00

I'm jealous.I don't want to be, but I am. It's irrational, I know. It's not all consuming, and I think I'm hiding it well, but stil, I'm jealous. I have a very good male friend, who I have spent a lot of time with over the last year. He is always reliably available to get a drink, go out with me practically every Friday night, listen to my problems, conspire about my horrible "best friend"

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It was a great game, and a great trip. It was just so nice to actually relax and have fun. Before the game we stopped to have a drink and my friend just started laughing at me. It turned out it was because he couldn't believe how happy I looked. I couldn't stop smiling. Sitting outside, having a drink, watching the Indians fans swarm around me was all I could have asked for at that moment.

LvLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610782.post-1126876832759309752005-09-16T07:16:00.000-04:002005-09-16T09:20:48.416-04:00

Thanks to Chris, who I ran into this morning at Starbucks, I am once again excited about blogging and I'm thinking about what the future of this blog should be. I am not entirely sure yet, but I have a lot of ideas and I'm excited to implement them.I am also VERY excited to go see the Indians play tonight. Go Tribe!

LvLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610782.post-1126619748791084562005-09-13T07:54:00.000-04:002005-09-13T09:55:48.800-04:00

Recently, my life has devolved into pretty much just work, drinking with friends once or twice a week, and pretending that I can create a love life from thin air. Okay, aside from replacing law school with work, maybe none of that is really new. I feel more boring. But anyway, the point is, that’s my first excuse for not writing much lately. My second excuse is Hurricane Katrina. (Is that

LvLnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610782.post-1126530103901555572005-09-12T07:55:00.000-04:002005-09-12T09:01:43.906-04:00

News flash: The Indians are leading the AL wild card race by a game and a half! There is no mention of the Indians anywhere. It's all about the Yankees vs. the Red Sox, or who will win the NL wild card, or stories about players faltering without their steroids. The Indians have won their last 7, and may really have a shot at making the playoffs. Fine, don't give them any press. Let them

LvLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610782.post-1125440716231083682005-08-30T18:20:00.000-04:002005-08-30T18:25:16.236-04:00

I realize that all I have been writing about lately is my love life. The problem is that now that I'm working full time, I don't feel comfortable talking about work, but I also don't have much else to talk about. Law school is this bizarre shared experience that a lot of people could relate to. But now I don't think I have anything to write about that is interesting for anyone else to read.

LvLnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610782.post-1125259057482312232005-08-28T15:45:00.000-04:002005-08-28T15:57:37.523-04:00

One of the headlines on AOL says "French fries need warnings?". You know what needs warning labels? Men. WARNING: This man may be hazardous to your health. Consume with extreme caution. He may be married/engaged/otherwise committed, and is unlikely to tell you so. He may be have a different sexual preference than you do. He may have an STD. He is likely to enjoy playing games,

LvLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610782.post-1124668905691759152005-08-21T19:52:00.000-04:002005-08-21T20:01:45.696-04:00

The weekend has been very relaxing, and has involved lots of movies. I watched Bridget Jones 2, Hitch, Stage Beauty, Alfie, In Good Company, and next up is Million Dollar Baby. I thought Stage Beauty was awesome. In Good Company and Bridget Jones 2 were also both thoroughly enjoyable. Alfie annoyed me because I can't stand when characters talk to the audience. It's really fun when you're the

LvLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610782.post-1124305252192602962005-08-17T08:05:00.000-04:002005-08-17T15:00:52.250-04:00

It has been a week since my last, less than positive post, and I figured I should try again. Things are somewhat better, but now I am on the verge of illness from all the stress of the past few weeks. I started working full time last week and it is definitely nice to be back at work. I have lots of interesting assignments lined up and overall I really feel like I ended up in the right place.

LvLnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610782.post-1123714043578024862005-08-10T22:22:00.000-04:002005-08-10T22:18:44.250-04:00

I haven't disappeared. Entirely. Here's the kind of short version of my life for the last two weeks.Bar Exam:I felt like I shouldn't post during the bar exam as if it would somehow be bad luck. All I really have to say about that is I survived. Also, they ended with all my favorite subjects, so I left feeling much better than I would have had the order been reversed. Favorite is, of course,

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I guess this is it. Good luck to everyone.

LvLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610782.post-1122125399172814892005-07-23T09:29:00.000-04:002005-07-23T09:29:59.193-04:00

There's really only one thing I freaking out about: I don't know very much law.

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Talked to the drama tonight when I should have been studying. I'm so bad. I wasn't drinking or anything though, so I can get up extra early tomorrow to compensate. I don't know what the story is with him, but if he doesn't have a girlfriend, I think he just dates a lot. Whatever. I am more concerned with not ending up in the middle of anything messy than I am about his actual level of

LvLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610782.post-1121546538000365172005-07-16T16:38:00.000-04:002005-07-16T16:42:18.006-04:00

Even a week and a half before the bar I manage to find drama. Drama who might have a girlfriend. What was supposed to be a short break last night ended up lasting a bit longer than I intended and involving a few more beers than the intended none. But I definitely had a much bigger smile on my face when I got home than I would have if I had spent the evening studying secured transactions. Now,

LvLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610782.post-1121365851500943752005-07-14T14:29:00.000-04:002005-07-14T14:30:51.506-04:00

My golden ticket arrived. I guess this thing is real. I can't believe two weeks from now it will be over.

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The trip has been modified slightly. I have decided that 7 games in 8 days was just a bit much. Fun, but probably exhausting. So I'm planning 3 games, a few days at the beach, and a little time with a certain prosecutor. Should be fun and relaxing. And I might squeeze in a 4th game in Pittsburgh on the way home. Now I just need to survive the next three weeks so I can actually take this

LvLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610782.post-1121005017173055082005-07-10T10:09:00.000-04:002005-07-10T10:16:57.183-04:00

The fabulous after the bar trip involving sand and alcohol is off. Flaky friend is to blame. I am very sad. So I've been trying to think of a trip to take instead that can still be planned with only 3 weeks to go and that would be fun by myself. What I have come up with is a driving trip to see lots of baseball games. The current plan is to start in New York and see the Yankees on July 31st,

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4th of July weekend is here. This is when everyone says you start freaking out. I have gotten bar exam advice, unsolicited, from pretty much everyone I know who is a lawyer and the only thing that is consistent is everyone says I will start freaking out this weekend. It hasn't happened yet, but it is only Saturday morning. Actually, I will be surprised if they are right. My biggest goal

LvLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610782.post-1120080023105632162005-06-29T17:15:00.000-04:002005-06-29T17:20:23.113-04:00

I am taking the night off from bar review. I feel incredibly guilty, but I am absolutely exhausted and I know I won't be able to pay attention to corporations anyway. I'll watch it tomorrow and it will be fine, but right now I feel like I'm about to get in trouble or something. Considering I have the lectures on DVD, I'm kind of impressed that I haven't taken a night off before now. This

LvLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610782.post-1119966374315642172005-06-28T09:36:00.000-04:002005-06-28T09:46:14.323-04:00

The boy and I talked briefly last night. (It's still over). It was weird. There were moments when it felt like nothing changed. And there were moments when it felt like I was talking to someone I didn't even know. And there were moments that were just very sad. I hope he knows that I did like him, probably as much as I could have in such a short time. And I hope he knows that I don't hate

LvLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610782.post-1119878614008303262005-06-27T09:13:00.000-04:002005-06-27T09:23:34.020-04:00

Sorry for the lack of posts - bar-studying, boy-dating, prosecuting minor misdemeanors, and things like that have been keeping me very busy. Just in time for serious studying, I broke up with the boy. Things were actually going great. He was being really sweet. Reading me remarkably good poetry. We were having lots of fun together and I was feeling more and more comfortable with him. But if

LvLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610782.post-1119134659536153742005-06-18T18:39:00.000-04:002005-06-18T18:44:19.543-04:00

At least when he's drunk, he clearly thinks this is serious. I'm really not sure what to do about that. Right now, my approach is to do nothing and enjoy myself. But a part of me is saying that I'm doing something wrong. I like him. I really do. But I don't foresee the kind of things he does, or even any real possibility of those things. Maybe liking him is going to turn into more and I

LvLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610782.post-1118935226756293192005-06-16T11:13:00.000-04:002005-06-16T11:20:26.763-04:00

My patience is wearing thin with going to bar review classes. The first few subjects were painful to sit through, but at least felt somewhat useful. The lecturers told us what issues were more likely to be tested, how to approach them, and what tests to use for different questions of law. The last few lecturers have basically read the outline aloud though. Guess what? After three years of

LvLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610782.post-1118449347550953222005-06-10T20:14:00.000-04:002005-06-10T20:22:27.556-04:00

Today we "learned" essay and MBE technique and then did two practice essays. There was something about doing the essays that made it all feel so much more real. The first question I totally fabricated constitutional law. I thought it might have something to do with the commerce clause, but that was the best I could manage. I would have been fine on suspect classes or separation of powers, not

LvLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610782.post-1118339517783651952005-06-09T13:48:00.000-04:002005-06-09T13:51:57.790-04:00

After we both had a couple drinks and we were safely in my room in the dark, I finally got up the courage to talk to him. I'm such a girl. Everything's cool. I'm even officially his girlfriend at the end of it. But he knows how scary that is to me and I don't feel like I'm pretending to be perfect. It feels pretty good. Now I just have to be careful not to let it interfere with studying.

LvLnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610782.post-1118118100082692942005-06-07T00:12:00.000-04:002005-06-07T00:21:40.090-04:00

Turns out I was absolutely right that he thinks I'm his girlfriend. I know because he told me. I just kind of laughed which was probably an inappropriate reaction. I then freaked out in my own way, but I'm feeling better about it now. Aside from my feeling of panic, I actually had a really good time that night and it was remarkably comfortable having him spend the night for the first time. I

LvLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610782.post-1117659164214039132005-06-01T16:51:00.000-04:002005-06-01T16:52:44.220-04:00

I am on my way to my very first day of bar review. I spent all afternoon studying torts. It is going to be a long summer.

LvLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610782.post-1117550335770453142005-05-31T08:31:00.000-04:002005-05-31T10:38:55.776-04:00

Third date in six days, and he is definitely growing on me. There is something innocent and a little awkward about being with him that reminds me of high school, but it's cute. I wonder when he'll call today. I am amused and pleased by the fact that he ends the night with, "I'll call you tomorrow." I feel like I can't call him though, because he seems really uncomfortable on the phone and

LvLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610782.post-1117399033509655302005-05-29T16:28:00.000-04:002005-05-29T16:37:13.540-04:00

Apparently I'm hanging out with him and all of his friends tomorrow. And he has already mentioned seeing me next weekend too. Am I going to end up his girlfriend without even knowing it? I always complain about not having someone to do things with, so this could be a convenient situation if it continues to proceed like this. How is it that less than a week ago I assumed I wouldn't hear from

LvLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610782.post-1117260899051756862005-05-28T02:11:00.000-04:002005-05-28T02:14:59.056-04:00

I am so predictable. A little kissing and suddenly I think I like him. We'll see how long that lasts. Objectively, I am still not really interested. But for 5 hours tonight I smiled and enjoyed myself, so there's no reason to go messing that up sooner than necessary.

LvLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610782.post-1117127694350959142005-05-26T13:13:00.000-04:002005-05-26T13:14:54.350-04:00

He called me and wants to go out again. Guys are so confusing. Of course, now I want to go out with him again, just to see if he kisses me. But he's still a vegan who lives with his parents. A cute one, however.

LvLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610782.post-1117125372778523372005-05-26T08:34:00.000-04:002005-05-26T13:13:41.540-04:00

I've deleted my links to blogs that appear to be dead. A few others are heading that direction, it appears, but I haven't given up yet. I would greatly appreciate new links to other blogs that I might enjoy. Please?

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In the comments, someone asked if being a vegan was a big deal. For a girl who when someone says, "What kind of food do you like?" answers, "meat," yeah, it’s a fairly big deal. During the movie, I kept thinking about what we could eat together and if he would not only have a problem with me eating rare hamburgers, but even with me putting milk in my coffee. I have vegetarian friends, and

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He is a vegan. That was the highlight. Still, there is probably a 25% chance that we will go out again. A vegan.

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Today is the date. Assuming he calls. I always prepare myself for the guy to simply not call. Whenever someone says, "I'll call you to work out the details," I figure he is leaving himself a way out. Because that's what I would be doing. It's a way to seem nice in the moment, but not have to follow through. I suppose it is also just a way to work out the details later. If I really wanted

LvLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610782.post-1116820410394109052005-05-22T23:52:00.000-04:002005-05-22T23:53:30.403-04:00

I have a date. How weird. See what a little self pity gets you...

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I was reading Obsessive Law Student's post about "doing it on my own," and I started thinking about "being single through law school," or at least through 2/3 of it. I think doing it on my own has been the saddest experience ever. (I think it definitely helped my grades though). I remember thinking when I moved to Seattle after graduation from college that it would be this great experience

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I want to apologize for not responding to the person who emailed me a couple weeks ago about OSU. If you write me again, I'll respond, but it was the middle of exams and it just didn't happen. Sorry.

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I just got my highest grade ever. And I totally didn't deserve it which means the rest of the class must have done horribly. But I am completely grateful, although a little in shock still. Too bad it wasn't worth more credits. I am totally in shock. Am I wrong in thinking that grades get progressively better as you progress through law school? I would be tempted to think that I am getting

LvLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610782.post-1116603499210912962005-05-20T08:31:00.000-04:002005-05-20T11:38:19.233-04:00

If either of my fantasy baseball teams was real, we would have to go out of business because I couldn't field a team. I do not know how it's possible to have so many injured players at once. On one team I have Thome and Sosa both on the DL, and I finally replaced Ordonez after somehow missing that he was really disabled. Both Sosa and Thome are expected back next week, or so they say. So they

LvLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610782.post-1116551340003274702005-05-19T21:07:00.000-04:002005-05-19T21:09:00.010-04:00

Does anybody local have tonight's CSI on tape? I opted to watch the OC season finale. Let me know. I would be forever in your debt.

LvLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610782.post-1116340734999998902005-05-17T08:27:00.000-04:002005-05-17T10:38:55.006-04:00

I am attempting to consolidate my loans, since apparently that is the smart thing to do. After doing a fair amount of research, I decided to go with a private lender rather than the Dept of Ed, because there appear to be more incentives that way. I had already applied for a bar loan through one of the prominent lenders, so I figured it would be simplest to just go through them again. Simple

LvLnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610782.post-1116103432138070942005-05-14T16:37:00.000-04:002005-05-14T16:43:53.823-04:00

Yesterday was a great day. The ceremonies were long and kind of boring, but still wonderfully exciting. I think most of us were feeling a sort of exhuberant relief all day, more than anything else. My parents had a party last night, and the best part was that two relatives drove in from the east coast as a surprise. I also got the requisite presents, hugs, and congratulations. I went out

LvLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610782.post-1115944237020532262005-05-12T20:27:00.000-04:002005-05-12T20:30:37.460-04:00

My firm is having a murder mystery party in 3 weeks and we got our character assignments today. I feel as though I need to know a little more than my character's name in order to find a costume. Maybe that's just me. It sounds like it is going to be a lot of fun, although it is always a little embarrassing to see people you work with get as drunk as I'm sure some of them will have to in order

LvLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610782.post-1115756072350308122005-05-10T16:12:00.000-04:002005-05-10T16:14:32.683-04:00

DONE DONE DONE DONE DONE!!! I can't stop grinning. I have no idea what I feel or what to do with myself right now. All I know is I am DONE! There is no way I can be productive right now (Dear Bosses: Memo will have to wait...). I am done with school forever! DONE!

LvLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610782.post-1115674814852534012005-05-09T17:35:00.000-04:002005-05-09T17:40:15.183-04:00

I have decided I have had enough. I don't really feel like taking my white collar crime exam tomorrow. I would have enough credits without that class. Hmmm... I had a golf lesson today and it didn't especially well. It wasn't bad for my third lesson, but it is just so hard to think about so many things at once. I want to go back to only using the 5-iron.

LvLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610782.post-1115560545777458572005-05-08T09:51:00.000-04:002005-05-08T09:55:45.970-04:00

My bar review materials arrived on Friday. I finally opened the box this morning. But I only read the cover letter and then closed the box again. The outside world is not going along with my determination not to think about the bar until at least after hooding. Everyone I know wants to talk about the bar exam. Stop it! There will be a time for that, but not yet! Let me get through exams in

LvLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610782.post-1115478189522206032005-05-07T10:57:00.000-04:002005-05-07T11:03:09.870-04:00

My crim pro exam was insane. The multiple choice was fine, although there was this case analogy question that I totally didn't get. It gave me flashbacks to the GRE (and there is a reason I decided to go to law school...). But the essay part - I maybe wrote 25% of what I knew, which was probably only 75% of what I needed to know in the first place. I could have written for easily another

LvLnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610782.post-1115214775021115762005-05-04T09:10:00.000-04:002005-05-04T09:52:55.026-04:00

Why am I working during exams? I forget. I just got an assignment that is due next Tuesday, but today is the only day I am working before then - and the only day I can work because of my two exams. Guess I better get on that.

LvLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610782.post-1115178721793728052005-05-03T23:46:00.000-04:002005-05-03T23:52:01.983-04:00

SMOKE FREE COLUMBUS!!!!! YAY!!!! Issue 2 failed, and I couldn't be happier. The smoking ban will continue, and those bars that also serve food will not be the only ones that are smoke free. I am so happy. The last few months have been the best months I have ever had going out. All of my smoking friends (everyone but me) still go out just as much as usual; the only difference is they smoke

LvLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610782.post-1115044551457501862005-05-02T10:27:00.000-04:002005-05-02T10:35:51.456-04:00

I think it is hilarious that my posts about golf get so many comments. I have another lesson this afternoon, so maybe there will be some more scintillating golf posts later. For now, it is time to start studying for crim pro. I am pretty well prepared, but I don't think it is ever possible to be prepared enough for Dressler. He expects so much, and I don't want to let him down. That's one of

LvLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610782.post-1114890455231611452005-04-30T15:39:00.000-04:002005-04-30T15:47:35.233-04:00

I went to the driving range this morning and it went quite well. From my perspective at least. I didn't miss the ball or hit it into the ground or hit it sideways. All good things. I think I was doing a good job practicing the things my teacher told me to. Except for following through. It is as if my feet are bolted to the ground when I swing. I need to work on that. People who know me

LvLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610782.post-1114740260276828492005-04-28T22:01:00.000-04:002005-04-28T22:04:20.276-04:00

First Bush runs the economy into the ground and turns the U.S. into the worldwide bully, and now he bumps The OC....

LvLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610782.post-1114529259608624842005-04-26T09:20:00.000-04:002005-04-26T11:27:39.610-04:00

I am working essentially full time through the end of May. The only motivation for doing so was to make as much money as possible before I stop working for 2 1/2 months. But it turns out there is another great benefit. I have been less than enthusiastic about my job for some time now, but I have maintained hope that it would become interesting and challenging again once I was full time. Just

LvLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610782.post-1114468676407566722005-04-25T18:29:00.000-04:002005-04-25T18:37:56.406-04:00

This year I am taking golf seriously. Today I started a series of 6 lessons (or more). It went quite well from my perspective, but I'm less than certain that the teacher would agree. I have promised to practice at least once in between each lesson. I need to, because in about six weeks I also start a new golfer league and I don't want to entirely humiliate myself. At some moments I can see

LvLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610782.post-1114352246259307262005-04-24T10:14:00.000-04:002005-04-24T10:17:26.260-04:00

It's early, but fantasy baseball is already consuming me. I joined two leagues, one of which was supposed to be my "easy" league. I'm in 9th place in that one. I was in 1st in the other, although I fell to 2nd today. There is no comfort in being in the early lead, because that always changes, but 9th place feels unsurmountable. My teams are solid, just not outstanding. So frustrating. Not

LvLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610782.post-1114315069748748062005-04-23T23:51:00.000-04:002005-04-23T23:57:49.750-04:00

Warning: Unhappy postMy psycho ex has been charged with domestic violence. I don't know why I care, and I definitely don't know why I'm surprised. But learning this has me all shaken up. For some reason I feel dirty and angry and scared and all kinds of other emotions. I don't like to be reminded that he really does exist and is as bad as I remember. It's easier to let him be a vague,

LvLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610782.post-1114270677848548772005-04-23T11:31:00.000-04:002005-04-23T11:37:57.850-04:00

Last night was the 3L sendoff. It started with a class photo that proved that after 3 years of law school, we aren't smart enough to arrange ourselves by height. Then there were announcements and speeches and honoring of the outstanding professor. He is a nice guy, but when I was in his class he made me feel violent. Anyway. And then there was the pub crawl. It was highly entertaining. It

LvLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610782.post-1114092557583992322005-04-21T10:02:00.000-04:002005-04-21T10:09:17.583-04:00

It just occurred to me that I should consider how long I'm going to keep this blog up after graduation. I have virtually nothing interesting to say now, so I'm guessing while I study for the bar exam I will be even more boring. And once I start working, I think it is probably wiser not to continue posting. So I better hurry up and write some interesting posts.

LvLnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610782.post-1113936644340953872005-04-19T14:46:00.000-04:002005-04-19T14:50:44.340-04:00

I lost the trial last night, but that's okay. It was relativey fun, and now that class is OVER, so there is no point in thinking about it. And Thursday at 5:30 another class will be over. I can't believe how quickly everything is coming to an end. I think my last couple weeks of law school are turning out to be some of the busiest I've had over the past three years. Next Tuesday I intend to

LvLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610782.post-1113839283420833352005-04-18T11:45:00.000-04:002005-04-18T11:48:03.420-04:00

It is just a few hours until my final trial for trial practice. I am nervous, excited, relieved, and just generally wired. I mostly hope I don't embarrass myself or make Judge Marbley think I'm stupid. Even if it doesn't go perfectly, which nothing ever does, I think I can handle being moderately competent. In about 9 hours this class will officially be over and I will have four more classes,

LvLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610782.post-1113588483331621882005-04-15T14:06:00.000-04:002005-04-15T14:08:03.333-04:00

I just got free chipotle. That totally made my day. Now for a very, very busy weekend...

LvLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610782.post-1113318993685829582005-04-12T10:05:00.000-04:002005-04-12T11:16:33.686-04:00

I got my very own office last week. It was quite exciting. I am definitely still looking around, excited and impressed. I have had many jobs in the past which, under ordinary circumstances, should have included an office, or at least my very own cubicle. But my circumstances were never ordinary. I was always the new girl, or traveling, or a contract employee, or just the one most willing to

LvLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610782.post-1113143563139713422005-04-10T10:23:00.000-04:002005-04-10T10:32:43.140-04:00

I am currently doing work outdoors, in the sun. At this moment, that makes me almost as happy as I was a few weeks ago doing work overlooking the ocean. Almost.I am really sad about school ending. In many ways, these have been three of the most enjoyable years of my life, because it was such a wonderful break from the real world to be able to just focus on learning again, and, in particular,

LvLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610782.post-1112757154612866312005-04-05T23:10:00.000-04:002005-04-05T23:12:34.613-04:00

I know people seem to like Bo Bice, but I really wish at least one of the judges would have called him on the fact that he totally forgot the lyrics. For being an experienced performer, I thought that really made him look amateurish, even though he smiled through it. There is no one this time I am really rooting for except Anwar, and I don't think there is any way he's making it to the end.

LvLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610782.post-1112646073268796972005-04-04T15:54:00.000-04:002005-04-04T16:21:13.273-04:00

I suppose I ought to write something new. Things are rather crazy as school comes to an end. My final trial for trial practice is two weeks from today, so that's my first major thing to worry about. Then three days later is my legal profession exam. It is so hard to care in that class. If I didn't like our new professor, it would really make me crazy. I only have two other exams, which are

LvLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610782.post-1112058647218027712005-03-28T20:09:00.000-05:002005-03-28T20:10:47.220-05:00

I'm back, and not really functional. I can't believe I went to class until 7pm on basically no sleep. I think I'm about to go to bed. Life never stops, even for a girl with jet lag.

LvLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610782.post-1111948287453400222005-03-27T13:19:00.000-05:002005-03-27T13:31:27.456-05:00

Today is my final day of vacation, and I got up at 6am to participate in one of my fantasy drafts. Everything was going smoothly until I had about 30 seconds left to make my 14th pick. Just as I was about to make my pick, the little rainbow thing that is the Mac version of the hourglass started spinning...and would not stop. So I quit AOL and tried reconnecting. No good. I tried again. All

LvLnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610782.post-1111520207353917952005-03-22T14:28:00.000-05:002005-03-22T14:36:47.353-05:00

Greetings from the Philadelphia airport! I am enjoying my four hour layover by working on the very last draft of my note. I intend to put a fair amount of energy into it over break, but then I am officially done, no matter what. I just paid $29.95 to be able to access the internet 5 times in 180 days over the AT&T wireless provider. I would feel ripped off if being online at the airport

LvLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610782.post-1111454723411725892005-03-21T20:21:00.000-05:002005-03-21T20:25:23.413-05:00

High of 65 and rainy? Rainy?? I'm not going to San Diego for rainy. This is not making me happy. But I am really excited to be going on vacation even if it's rainy. Sometimes an escape is just what a girl needs.

LvLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610782.post-1111343290522743082005-03-20T13:21:00.000-05:002005-03-20T13:28:10.523-05:00

I joined Jeremy Blachman's fantasy baseball league. Last year I was one of the readers who actually enjoyed his random baseball commentary and fantasy talk. I've been playing fantasy baseball for years now, but haven't been in a league with anyone I know since 1999. I don't actually know Jeremy, but I figure virtual trash talking with a persona I know is more fun than just being in some random

LvLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610782.post-1111250484056989072005-03-19T11:34:00.000-05:002005-03-19T11:41:24.056-05:00

It is officially spring break, at last. :) I have lots of work to do, but I don't mind at all, because it is just such a relief not to have any specific obligations. Plus in a few days I will be in San Diego, where a little more sun will make doing work much more tolerable. Now, I intend to just relax for the rest of the weekend, watch basketball, and keep planning my after-the-bar trip.

LvLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610782.post-1110743719641297102005-03-13T14:54:00.000-05:002005-03-13T14:55:19.643-05:00

I have been so busy for the past week, that I have completely lost track of any sense of what day or time it is. I have felt like that often enough before, but never so completely. Work is the most overwhelming it has ever been. They expect me to complete multiple urgent projects instantly, while refusing to acknowledge that since I only work like 12 hours per week, that is simply not possible

LvLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610782.post-1110158641998032472005-03-06T20:19:00.000-05:002005-03-06T20:24:02.000-05:00

I just filled out my supplemental character and fitness application for the bar. I was dreading it since the first one was such a hassle, but it wasn't so bad. The first one, on the other hand, was awful. It is not designed for someone who, even at 25, had lived at probably 20 addresses since age 18, and had even more jobs. They should really re-think the purpose of the application. It is

LvLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610782.post-1110051441275308422005-03-05T14:36:00.000-05:002005-03-05T14:37:21.276-05:00

The silent singer has been replaced by a couple that needs to get a room. And the guy needs to keep his elbow off my table. And the girl needs to learn moderation in the application of perfume.

LvLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610782.post-1110041478609325742005-03-05T11:47:00.000-05:002005-03-05T11:51:18.610-05:00

Right now I am working at Cup O' Joe. The guy at the end of my table is enjoying the music he is listening to way too much. I understand listening to music on your headphones and unconsciously mouthing words a little bit. You might be slightly embarrassed if someone noticed, but it's almost a natural thing to do from time to time. But this guy is violently mouthing the words. This is the

LvLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610782.post-1110041586331660942005-03-04T23:33:00.000-05:002005-03-05T11:53:06.333-05:00

I may have a new crush. On a lawyer. Single, right age range, cute, not at my firm, does noble work. Perfect.

LvLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610782.post-1109796367078946952005-03-02T15:35:00.000-05:002005-03-02T15:46:07.080-05:00

I just read the program for the PILF auction like four times. I am so disappointed that I can't go. I have class through virtually the whole thing. It was a lot of fun the last two years, and this year they have substantially better items up for bid. Lots of the silent auction items are awesome, not just $5 gift certificates and bobbleheads. And the final auctioneer, rather than being a

LvLnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610782.post-1109563413750916572005-02-27T22:58:00.000-05:002005-02-27T23:03:33.770-05:00

I am a little confused by this whole Beyonce thing. Why exactly is she singing half the oscar songs? It would have been funny if she had sung Accidentally in Love though. She is perfectly good, but it is just weird. Okay, I just looked up and saw this freaky looking person who looks like he wants to go on that famous face show and try to be Michael Jackson at some intermediately scary point.

LvLnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610782.post-1109377748654080372005-02-25T19:25:00.000-05:002005-02-25T19:29:08.656-05:00

No trials today. We got three pleas and dismissed two cases because we had no choice. It wasn't especially disappointing though, because I got to talk to the police officers and the defendants and help decide what to do. Every time I'm there is educational, even when it's not quite what I hope for.Assuming my friend doesn't back out, I get to go out tonight with my friend who is newly single.

LvLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610782.post-1109292887907890992005-02-24T19:50:00.000-05:002005-02-24T19:54:47.906-05:00

I am very, very disappointed because the play I was in has been cancelled. Some of the high school students just weren't taking it seriously. I think it was the right choice, but I am still so disappointed. I am also frustrated because I had put so much time into memorizing lines and rehearsing. I was so excited to be acting again. Hopefully I will have another opportunity in the not so

LvLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610782.post-1109219744999130792005-02-23T23:31:00.000-05:002005-02-23T23:35:45.000-05:00

I need sleep. I need so much sleep. Sleep that I can't get in one night or a weekend. Spring break cannot come soon enough.

LvLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610782.post-1109040006415483962005-02-21T21:38:00.000-05:002005-02-21T21:40:06.416-05:00

"What happens when you find out the body is a carnival ride, and you've been missing out?" - Chris Harrison (he is so cute!)

LvLnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5610782.post-1108914958093003752005-02-20T10:32:00.000-05:002005-02-20T10:55:58.096-05:00

I went to church this morning. Now I used to go to church all the time. I was the somewhat unusual college student who went every single Sunday and then the twenty-something who did as well. Even when my friends mocked me. Even when I was hung over. Really hung over... I loved church. In particular, in college, I went to Central Avenue United Methodist Church in Athens, which was awesome.

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