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Day 506: Triple Time
Sep. 8th, 2007 09:42 pmAs if life couldn't get any faster. It seems I strive all week for the weekend to come and then end up slothing my way through my Saturday. Which is sad.
Thursday night was an adventure. As there are First National Bank buildings all over town, Xiao and I went to the wrong one. Of course. We went to the one downtown. As it turned out, the reception was being held at the FNB building right across the street from my ward building. So I knew how to get there. Jason, whose truck had broken down, hitched a ride with Air Force Amber, and made fun of us for being late, foolishly assuming it was because we had spent so long on our hair.
Me and Xiao. Spending too much time on our hair. Please.
Even though we got lost, we still made it there in good time. I felt horribly young, as if everyone knew it. There was an open bar, and obviously I didn't drink, but I think if I'd even ventured to ask for a coke without the rum someone would have tried to card me. Xiao is amazing. She can network like a pro. I felt strange and like a child playing dress-up in her mother's clothes while Xiao and everyone else schmoozed it up with the lawyers. It wasn't until I found myself deep in conversation with a little dynamo of a divorce lawyer in a red dress and large black hat that I felt at ease. Professor Volkmer sat with us through the end of dinner and dessert, and while he's intense in class he's a very honorable, decent man, and I think maybe I will come to like him.
I am starting to panic about my future, just a little bit. It turns out that fall break is for the sake of hunting down summer jobs, but that's really only for the 2Ls and 3Ls to worry about. But some states will require that I register for the bar this year. My first year. So I have to check online as to which state bars will offer the reciprocity I want, how much registering is going to cost, and other scary things.
Also, though I am an adrenaline junkie from my old debate days and I do want good litigation time, we haven't been studying criminal law at all this year - it really is only a fraction of the law considering that I'm taking four courses on civil law alone - and so I'm afraid I'll lose my edge for it. Also, trusts and estates is looking more and more interesting, even though property is one of the harder classes and I will have to do a load of outside reading if I want to keep my head clear for that class. I should also pick up something for contracts, because I always go into those classes feeling smart and leave feeling very stupid.
On Friday it was funny to see which kids didn't show up and which kids did show up looking totally wrecked. As Con Law was cancelled, Xiao, Jason, and I had our first study group. I led it this time, and next time someone else gets to lead. I think Jason was slightly corrupted talking to some of those scary overzealous girls in that other Section A study group, but it might be fun to have a "team name" as it were. Having a section and section pride is almost like having House Pride all over again, and I am enjoying it.
I ended up totally bumming away my Friday afternoon and didn't start on homework until that evening, where I did a smidgeon of Torts and bumbled my way through Con Law before I crashed off of my caffeine high and hit the sack around half one.
I got to talk to Del on the phone, whose voice I have not heard, and it was good to speak to her.
Today I was awake by eight and out of bed by nine. I showered and did laundry and homework. I finished Con Law, read my next assignment for torts, and then proceeded to bum around like I always do. I took a nap and then woke up and bummed around some more. Then I decided to get myself out of the flat and explore town, so I google-mapped some directions and took myself off to the Mormon Trail Center because they have an exhibit of the Dead Sea Scrolls and I watched too much Neon Genesis Evangelion as a child. It was fun to go through the pioneer trail exhibit too, though. I was talking to Jason on Friday - he is Lutheran but reckons he'll go to the Mass of the Holy Spirit this coming Wednesday - and he didn't know anything about Mormons. Thought the church started in the midwest and that Joseph Smith was famous for finding a spring. Go figure. At least he hadn't heard weird tales about blue tongues and stuff. The sister missionary who took us around the place was also a student at SUU. She recognized my hair. She also thought I was a math major, and I had to explain to her that, for some strange reason, lots of the English classes were held in the math building, and that's why I was there. But it was strange that she recognized me like that.
I came home, and I talked to Seirra on the phone. While I made myself tacos. That's right. I cooked for myself. While I talked on my cell phone. And didn't burn my flat down. I am slightly nervous that I might give myself a case of food poisoning. I decided to make tacos on something of a whim as I only set the meat out to thaw this morning. It was fully thawed when I went to cook it, but I discovered that I had no taco seasoning for the meat. So I decided to cook the meat in salsa. Great plan, right? Well, the red salsa turned the meat even redder than before, so I couldn't tell if it was cooked all the way through. I mean, all the meat looked brown and cooked and stuff, and I've cooked taco meat before, but still.
After supper I cleaned my entire flat. No mopping the floor this week, but I scrubbed and swept and vacuumed and everything. I am fairly proud of me. I also paid the power bill.
And now I shall do some more homework. Hopefully later tonight the gang will game online, but in the meantime I am feeling productive.
Thursday night was an adventure. As there are First National Bank buildings all over town, Xiao and I went to the wrong one. Of course. We went to the one downtown. As it turned out, the reception was being held at the FNB building right across the street from my ward building. So I knew how to get there. Jason, whose truck had broken down, hitched a ride with Air Force Amber, and made fun of us for being late, foolishly assuming it was because we had spent so long on our hair.
Me and Xiao. Spending too much time on our hair. Please.
Even though we got lost, we still made it there in good time. I felt horribly young, as if everyone knew it. There was an open bar, and obviously I didn't drink, but I think if I'd even ventured to ask for a coke without the rum someone would have tried to card me. Xiao is amazing. She can network like a pro. I felt strange and like a child playing dress-up in her mother's clothes while Xiao and everyone else schmoozed it up with the lawyers. It wasn't until I found myself deep in conversation with a little dynamo of a divorce lawyer in a red dress and large black hat that I felt at ease. Professor Volkmer sat with us through the end of dinner and dessert, and while he's intense in class he's a very honorable, decent man, and I think maybe I will come to like him.
I am starting to panic about my future, just a little bit. It turns out that fall break is for the sake of hunting down summer jobs, but that's really only for the 2Ls and 3Ls to worry about. But some states will require that I register for the bar this year. My first year. So I have to check online as to which state bars will offer the reciprocity I want, how much registering is going to cost, and other scary things.
Also, though I am an adrenaline junkie from my old debate days and I do want good litigation time, we haven't been studying criminal law at all this year - it really is only a fraction of the law considering that I'm taking four courses on civil law alone - and so I'm afraid I'll lose my edge for it. Also, trusts and estates is looking more and more interesting, even though property is one of the harder classes and I will have to do a load of outside reading if I want to keep my head clear for that class. I should also pick up something for contracts, because I always go into those classes feeling smart and leave feeling very stupid.
On Friday it was funny to see which kids didn't show up and which kids did show up looking totally wrecked. As Con Law was cancelled, Xiao, Jason, and I had our first study group. I led it this time, and next time someone else gets to lead. I think Jason was slightly corrupted talking to some of those scary overzealous girls in that other Section A study group, but it might be fun to have a "team name" as it were. Having a section and section pride is almost like having House Pride all over again, and I am enjoying it.
I ended up totally bumming away my Friday afternoon and didn't start on homework until that evening, where I did a smidgeon of Torts and bumbled my way through Con Law before I crashed off of my caffeine high and hit the sack around half one.
I got to talk to Del on the phone, whose voice I have not heard, and it was good to speak to her.
Today I was awake by eight and out of bed by nine. I showered and did laundry and homework. I finished Con Law, read my next assignment for torts, and then proceeded to bum around like I always do. I took a nap and then woke up and bummed around some more. Then I decided to get myself out of the flat and explore town, so I google-mapped some directions and took myself off to the Mormon Trail Center because they have an exhibit of the Dead Sea Scrolls and I watched too much Neon Genesis Evangelion as a child. It was fun to go through the pioneer trail exhibit too, though. I was talking to Jason on Friday - he is Lutheran but reckons he'll go to the Mass of the Holy Spirit this coming Wednesday - and he didn't know anything about Mormons. Thought the church started in the midwest and that Joseph Smith was famous for finding a spring. Go figure. At least he hadn't heard weird tales about blue tongues and stuff. The sister missionary who took us around the place was also a student at SUU. She recognized my hair. She also thought I was a math major, and I had to explain to her that, for some strange reason, lots of the English classes were held in the math building, and that's why I was there. But it was strange that she recognized me like that.
I came home, and I talked to Seirra on the phone. While I made myself tacos. That's right. I cooked for myself. While I talked on my cell phone. And didn't burn my flat down. I am slightly nervous that I might give myself a case of food poisoning. I decided to make tacos on something of a whim as I only set the meat out to thaw this morning. It was fully thawed when I went to cook it, but I discovered that I had no taco seasoning for the meat. So I decided to cook the meat in salsa. Great plan, right? Well, the red salsa turned the meat even redder than before, so I couldn't tell if it was cooked all the way through. I mean, all the meat looked brown and cooked and stuff, and I've cooked taco meat before, but still.
After supper I cleaned my entire flat. No mopping the floor this week, but I scrubbed and swept and vacuumed and everything. I am fairly proud of me. I also paid the power bill.
And now I shall do some more homework. Hopefully later tonight the gang will game online, but in the meantime I am feeling productive.
