Yeah, that’s attractive

Manny Fernandez, NYT

Photo currently featured on the New York Times homepage, from the article, “Now in Brooklyn, Homegrown Tobacco: Local, Rebellious, and Tax Free.” This [oh-so-attractive and vibrant looking] woman lives in Marine Park and has to be careful where she steps in her basement so as not to jeopardize one of her precious tobacco leaves. Oh yeah, and her stack of old Springsteen records. Go figure.

Dislike. Let’s see more articles dedicated to some healthier pursuits, thank you.

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Do you ever feel like a plastic bag?

Thanks to [finally] watching the Valentine’s Day episode of Glee, I have a new favorite song. I’ve been listening to it every second I can. It’s totally uplifting, which a law student really needs. I may be late on this bandwagon, but I figured I’d share in case you’re not on board yet. Because haters, they gonna hate, and law school is full of them. {Also, I am so into the 80s dancing Katy breaks into at the end. Love. It.}

Boom boom boom. Even brighter than the moon moon moon.

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Sigh

Just when you thought I might be getting the hang of regularly updating this blog, I disappoint.

Apologies, once again. It’s that who law school thing that’s gotten in the way of my life/health/happiness and all that. Second semester’s come in like a raging bull, full of writing assignment and the pressures of securing a summer job.

I’ll be back, though. Once my motion for summary judgment is turned in (on Valentine’s day, no less) and I catch up on all the reading I’ve been neglecting (that’s what I’ll be doing on Valentine’s day evening), I plan on filling you up with lots of fun cooking and baking adventures, and anything else that tickles my fancy.

In fact, I’d like to share a little story with you. Yesterday, while waiting for the subway to take me to an oh-so-fun legal career fair, I witnessed a girl – a total brat – come through the subway turnstile, tear up her single ride Metrocard, and drop the little pieces on the platform. There was a garbage can no less than four feet behind her. Now, I gave plenty of nasty looks and really tried to bite my tongue, but I could not. I gave her a piece of my mind. It resulted in a screaming match, and I all of a sudden became quite patriotic, shouting “this is my city! I want it kept clean – it’s people like you who dirty it up! Why should someone else have to bend down and pick up your trash?!”

It was fun. Mostly because the total brat was being a brat, and I’m decked out in suit and heels reminding myself that if I take this too far I could place my future legal career in jeopardy.

But it felt good. It felt grand. And if there were more people on the platform, I believe there may have even been some applause.

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Really, Natalie?

Natalie Portman, so not tickling my fancy.

I know this post comes almost two weeks too late, but I still want to share my thoughts on the topic. Natalie Portman won the Golden Globe for Best Actress two Sundays ago, and gave a really awkward speech with a really awkward laugh. I’m not sure if they were side effects of her knocked-up-ness, because the behavior didn’t seem typical of her Harvard-educated (did she graduate?) self. But that’s not what bothered me the most. It was her [Viktor & Rolf] dress. It was disgusting. Sure, she’s pregnant, but does that mean that she needed to wear a pale pink sack with a glorified applique on it? And what was up with the french twist hairdo? Did she also become a 50-year-old politician? And – I’ll stop with the criticisms after this – when did her arms become tiny little stumps? It’s been very frustrating to see her on the “best dressed” lists since the show, so I had to give my two cents. Phew. That feels better.

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I will never wear Uggs.

Never.

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Law School is a Funny Place

[This is a modified version of an email I sent to a friend a few minutes ago.]

My law school sells passes to law students who are living in the area and studying for the bar. I’ve noticed them in the library lately. Particularly, there’s been this one guy who is in my carrell all the time. Now, this is MY carrell. People who study in this area respect other people’s spots. I had to wake up many early mornings to ensure that this became MY carrell.

So yesterday, even though it was Saturday and NO ONE comes to the library early, I came at 9:15 (it opens at 9) to make sure that I was in my rightful place. The only reason I didn’t arrive at 9 is because I stopped at a store, which opens at 9, to get food for the day. So I walk into the 3rd flooor reading room, dead empty and quiet, as it always is at that time on a Saturday morning after the second week of school. I mosey on over to my carrell… AND HE IS SITTING THERE!! WTF! SO ANNOYED! I mean, I got the second best carrell, but it just didn’t do it for me. I like my view from MY carrell. To make matters worse, we were the only two people on the entire floor (perhaps the entire library!) for HOURS. He was the ONLY thing standing between me and my carrell.

So today, I know I have to get here before the library opens. And I do. I’m waiting outside the library. Who do I see approaching the building? None other than the carrell stealer. It’s 8:59. Then it’s 9:02. Then 9:04. I’m arguing with the security guards that it’s past 9 and the library should be open. It’s me standing in front of the doors, and the guy is right behind me. We’ve formed our own tw0-person line. It’s straight out of a Larry David script. We’re given the go ahead. Do I take the stairs? Do I take the elevator? I head towards the stairs. And I BOOK IT.

I’m in my carrell. I have my wonderful view.

I think I scared the guy. I don’t even think he’s in this room. He might recognize me as the only person who gets to the library as crazy early as he does and who always walks over to the carrell he’s sitting in.

But not today. Today, this carrell has returned to its rightful owner.

Success. Sweet success.

(GO JETS!)

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I’m back

Well, it sure has been a while. But I’m back, and I’m planning on making it a regular thing.

In the last..err…year or so, there’s been a major development that’s taken over my life: I started law school. It’s just as bad as everyone says it is. But I have to admit, I do kind of like it. The whole competition aspect is no fun, and the grade mongers are wretched. I’m at the tail end of the most difficult finals period I’ve ever been through (and what will be the most difficult one of my law school career, I’ve been told), and I can just taste the freedom that is 30 hours away. That’s right, 30 hours. Tomorrow at 4pm, I will officially be done with first semester of my 1L year.

On that note, I should probably get back to torts. And don’t worry, this blog will not be law school-centric. Law school has taken over every aspect of my life, but I’ve no intentions of it taking over tickles fancy.

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