Day 944: Against the Ropes
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nagi_schwarzSo...I'm pretty much up against the ropes at this point. I need to buckle down and do something bloody well useful with my life, and I'm going to, I really am. I just...need to not fail my morning will save.
Saturday was a good day - started off training with Sensei Green, and then I tidied my flat, and I went grocery shopping, and I spent most of the day in an apron, cooking. I felt like quite the little housewife, which was bizarre. The elders showed up first, and since we had no one else they had to linger in the hallway. Kile showed up, then Angela, and Jason was late, so we started without him. I hadn't tasted nearly enough of the food before I cooked it, but the elders inhaled it gratefully and things went well, so I was pleased. Angela is a super awesome kitchen partner and helped serve the pie (which I am lame at) and she and I helped each other make sure everyone was taken care of. I was surprised at the Asian manners I seem to have retained when it comes to serving food; the elders were mightily surprised, but we all laughed when Angela pointed out that she's good and American and if they wanted food they could come get it themselves. Angela and I watched Merlin (which was super awesome) and then spent an hour or so ooh-ing and ahh-ing over the new Century student catalogue.
Sunday was a pretty awesome day. It was peaceful and full of decent introspection, even though I didn't get letters written. I talked to my mom and Cody and Daniel. My sleep schedule eventually went awry because while I was doing research for Cody's birthday present I stumbled onto some unpleasantness and had to stay awake until it was sufficiently whitewashed out of my mind so I could sleep in peace. The bridal shower for Kris was bizarre, since I've only ever been to LDS bridal showers and was not ready for the really freaky, kinky gifts women give each other.
On Monday I took my bridesmaid dress in to be altered, and I also helped Angela and Catie (from Florida, not to be confused with Katie from Nebraska who was recently married) prep for their trial. Angela and I were talking, and I admitted that I really have no idea quite why I came to law school, and I love writing, and Angela suggested I attempt to get a novel published so I can pay off my student loans, and for one second I really did think, hey, it would be awesome to be a professional author. But hanging around the law school, helping Angela and Catie plot all kinds of ways to thwart opposing counsel and get rules right and make directs and crosses as efficient as possible was...awesome. More than I knew stuck from Melilli's training (he was quite bemused to see me there) and it felt good to get down and into the thick of the fight.
Today I was a witness for Catie and Angela's trial, and it was an interesting experience. I did my best to be nice to opposing counsel on cross until one of them got weird and I wasn't having it so I made him fight with me until he backed down, which was probably unnecessarily cruel, but he took stupid risks and I wasn't going to fall into his trap at all.
Afterward I came back to my flat and changed out of my court clothes and then headed off to the dojo. I was the only girl there tonight, and Larry and I were the only mid-ranks besides the yellow belts (there were four of them), and Sensei announced at the beginning that he was in a bad mood, but he was actually very nice to us. We ran through our rank requirements and then did combat techniques and then practiced alone for testing at the end. I might finally have a line on my stupid distance dives but my high dives are still full of lame, and my shoulder feels funny. I don't get to work with Larry often, and it was fun, although while we were sparring on the ground I accidentally made him bleed. I got to lead the stretches, which is always kinda fun, although it's weird to hear Larry call me "ma'am". When I got done and fell back into place Sensei cuffed me round the head, and my first thought was "I am not Merlin and you are not Arthur and that kinda hurt" but I knew better than to say anything.
Combat techniques were fun and interesting. I am still full of lame at the scissor-leg takedown, but this is twice now I've been shown it, so I reckon it's rank appropriate for testing. Sensei spun me like mad on one throw - it felt like my world had tipped upside down three times before I finally hit the mat. My inner ear sucks a lot. One time we ended up free-sparring, me and him. I couldn't tell if it was punishment or what. He was exasperated that I refused to tap, but he wasn't hurting me, so I wasn't going to tap. I realize he could have hurt me something fierce in the first ten seconds I was on the ground, but as a general rule I won't tap unless it hurts. After class, I ended up having a strange bonding moment with Sensei, who told me his girl/family problems. It was the most pleasant, honest conversation we've had, though it had its stilted moments when his sense of humor didn't quite connect, but it was nice, being able to talk to him without it being weird.
Angela and I did a post-mortem on her trial, and now...now I am coming off my post-training adrenaline, so I am going to take out my contacts, brush my teeth, and think very seriously about bed.
Saturday was a good day - started off training with Sensei Green, and then I tidied my flat, and I went grocery shopping, and I spent most of the day in an apron, cooking. I felt like quite the little housewife, which was bizarre. The elders showed up first, and since we had no one else they had to linger in the hallway. Kile showed up, then Angela, and Jason was late, so we started without him. I hadn't tasted nearly enough of the food before I cooked it, but the elders inhaled it gratefully and things went well, so I was pleased. Angela is a super awesome kitchen partner and helped serve the pie (which I am lame at) and she and I helped each other make sure everyone was taken care of. I was surprised at the Asian manners I seem to have retained when it comes to serving food; the elders were mightily surprised, but we all laughed when Angela pointed out that she's good and American and if they wanted food they could come get it themselves. Angela and I watched Merlin (which was super awesome) and then spent an hour or so ooh-ing and ahh-ing over the new Century student catalogue.
Sunday was a pretty awesome day. It was peaceful and full of decent introspection, even though I didn't get letters written. I talked to my mom and Cody and Daniel. My sleep schedule eventually went awry because while I was doing research for Cody's birthday present I stumbled onto some unpleasantness and had to stay awake until it was sufficiently whitewashed out of my mind so I could sleep in peace. The bridal shower for Kris was bizarre, since I've only ever been to LDS bridal showers and was not ready for the really freaky, kinky gifts women give each other.
On Monday I took my bridesmaid dress in to be altered, and I also helped Angela and Catie (from Florida, not to be confused with Katie from Nebraska who was recently married) prep for their trial. Angela and I were talking, and I admitted that I really have no idea quite why I came to law school, and I love writing, and Angela suggested I attempt to get a novel published so I can pay off my student loans, and for one second I really did think, hey, it would be awesome to be a professional author. But hanging around the law school, helping Angela and Catie plot all kinds of ways to thwart opposing counsel and get rules right and make directs and crosses as efficient as possible was...awesome. More than I knew stuck from Melilli's training (he was quite bemused to see me there) and it felt good to get down and into the thick of the fight.
Today I was a witness for Catie and Angela's trial, and it was an interesting experience. I did my best to be nice to opposing counsel on cross until one of them got weird and I wasn't having it so I made him fight with me until he backed down, which was probably unnecessarily cruel, but he took stupid risks and I wasn't going to fall into his trap at all.
Afterward I came back to my flat and changed out of my court clothes and then headed off to the dojo. I was the only girl there tonight, and Larry and I were the only mid-ranks besides the yellow belts (there were four of them), and Sensei announced at the beginning that he was in a bad mood, but he was actually very nice to us. We ran through our rank requirements and then did combat techniques and then practiced alone for testing at the end. I might finally have a line on my stupid distance dives but my high dives are still full of lame, and my shoulder feels funny. I don't get to work with Larry often, and it was fun, although while we were sparring on the ground I accidentally made him bleed. I got to lead the stretches, which is always kinda fun, although it's weird to hear Larry call me "ma'am". When I got done and fell back into place Sensei cuffed me round the head, and my first thought was "I am not Merlin and you are not Arthur and that kinda hurt" but I knew better than to say anything.
Combat techniques were fun and interesting. I am still full of lame at the scissor-leg takedown, but this is twice now I've been shown it, so I reckon it's rank appropriate for testing. Sensei spun me like mad on one throw - it felt like my world had tipped upside down three times before I finally hit the mat. My inner ear sucks a lot. One time we ended up free-sparring, me and him. I couldn't tell if it was punishment or what. He was exasperated that I refused to tap, but he wasn't hurting me, so I wasn't going to tap. I realize he could have hurt me something fierce in the first ten seconds I was on the ground, but as a general rule I won't tap unless it hurts. After class, I ended up having a strange bonding moment with Sensei, who told me his girl/family problems. It was the most pleasant, honest conversation we've had, though it had its stilted moments when his sense of humor didn't quite connect, but it was nice, being able to talk to him without it being weird.
Angela and I did a post-mortem on her trial, and now...now I am coming off my post-training adrenaline, so I am going to take out my contacts, brush my teeth, and think very seriously about bed.
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Date: 2010-11-03 06:01 am (UTC)♥
Man, I can't wait until this stupid sprain heals up so I can go back to my very therapeutic hobbies of cheerful violence.
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Date: 2010-11-03 02:51 pm (UTC)