12.29.08
Random Ten Monday
What I’ve done today:
10. Landed in Portland after a week in CA
9. Checked the LSAC website
8. Picked up Izzi
7. Work by 7:30
6. Bikini wax
5. Rechecked LSAC website
4. Googled anything related to when scores may be released
3. Checked LSAC website
2. Made plans for dinner while wondering if I’ll go if I have bombed the LSAT
1. Complained consistently to M about lack of LSAT scores and was reminded that even if I get a good score then I’ll have to wait until March to find out if I get in anywhere.
Things I have not done?
Much work, any laundry, packing list for next trip (Wednesday), worked out, retained any sense of sanity.
12.18.08
Oops
A kind admissions rep pointed out to me yesterday that they’re closed for the holiday break and not reading applications until after New Year’s.
So maybe rushing them in before my flight tomorrow isn’t the best idea. Guess someone is bringing some apps to Sonoma…
12.17.08
The Thin Line
I may be dating someone. OK, I’m definitely seeing someone, but I’m not quite sure what that means and what the rules are. What’s the difference between seeing someone and dating someone? Which one means that I get to enjoy this person but I could technically enjoy other people and I don’t have to call and report in when I go out or come home or go to sleep? Because that’s the one I want.
As I hinted at in my New Orleans posts, M is back. If you weren’t a first-hand participant in the M series the first time around here’s a recap. We were friends. He was a client. We sent a lot of text messages while I was married. When I was no longer married we started dating. He cooked me breakfasts, taught me how to drive a boat, took me to the ER in one unfortunate kidney infection incident, and, I’m quite sure, fell a little bit in love with me. And while he was a lot of what I needed at that moment and I couldn’t thank him enough for helping bring me back to life I was.not.ready. Not ready for the long distance, the commitment, the “I Miss You’s” and the “Be Goods” and the “Please Plan All of Your Vacations Around Coming to Florida”.
I was his first everything. And when I met Dr. Issues and felt too tied down by the whole situation I dropped him. I barely answered his calls, lengthened the time between texts, and just was a bit of a wuss in general. And I hurt him. A lot. To the point where I know that if he ever tells his family that he’s seeing (or dating or whatever the hell this now is) me that they’re going to be mad. And they’re going to disaprove. And they’re going to tell him once again that I don’t have myself together and he’s probably going to get hurt again.
And they’re probably right. Well, they will be if we can’t find that delicate balance between dating and serious relationship. We have an amazing physical connection (though this is once again an example of not-my-typical-ideal-looks-wise), we have the banter, we have some romance. He thinks I’m beautiful in my glasses and he loves to count the freckles on my shoulders. He stays awake til midnight to ensure that I have someone to talk to on late night drives. He packs snacks so I don’t get hypoglycemic on him. He doesn’t mind my crazy. He makes dinner reservations ahead of time.
He’s kind of ideal. But he says ”I Miss You” and he votes for BU and he lives 1,449 miles away from me. How am I supposed to do this when I’ve just gotten back to putting me first? I want to figure this out. After all, he held my hand back in the days when I was seeing a mediator and couldn’t find an apartment. When I really didn’t have it together. Maybe, just maybe, he’ll rather have part-time QuarterandChange than no QuarterandChange at all.
Though I swear to god if the word “commitment” or “love” or “perfect” comes out of his charming Jersey accent I’m out.
12.16.08
Yes, Virginia…
Dear Santa,
I’ve been moderately good this year. In the grand scheme of years of bad decisions by quarterandchange this one didn’t hit the all time top 5. So there are some things I’d love to find Christmas morning, and I promise to be even better next year. Though I don’t promise to be tooooooo well behaved, because that would take this blog from boring to uber boring.
170 on the LSAT
This bracelet, and all that comes with it
Health and happiness for my family– after this year, they truly deserve it
The ability to figure out my weight in a healthy and non-disordered manner
Acceptance letter from:
Healthy babies and pregnancies for those that want them
A flask appropriate for baby showers
More time with:
Love,
QuarterandChange
12.15.08
Never Have I Ever
Ten Random Things I’ve Done that I ALWAYS Promised I’d Never Do:
10. Love beer
9. Wear clogs
8. Get divorced
7. Take a post GRE standarized test
6. Fall in love with the West Coast
5. Go camping
4. Learn to like boats a bit
3. Fake a Canadian accent
2. Let the dog sleep on my bed again
1. Make out in public
12.10.08
It’s Raining Men
My Random Ten Monday post is two days late, but considering the number of time zones I’ve crossed in the past few weeks I’m hoping I’ll be forgiven. Since I left for London something bizarre has happened and I seem to have busted out of what I’ve been referring to as the nunnery. The mens? They’re back and in strange force. Here’s a list recap. Some of these fun facts will require further expansion at a later time.
10. I had my first blind date. I’ve always heard people say that they went on a date and there was great conversation and all but no chemistry. I didn’t know what that meant until this one.
9. I did not find anything worth “snogging” in London and only managed to get awkwardly hit on by one of the GC’s friends, who kept saying that my brother was “telling him to stay away from me” and “over-protectively texting him”. The look on the kid’s face when GC called him out on it by saying “dude, she’s not retarded. That would have been a totally unnecessary use of my data minutes” was priceless.
8. The guy that swooped in the last time I needed him most is back.
7. He may or may not have a girlfriend. I can’t get a straight answer on this and while I don’t want to be a cheater accomplice I also don’t want to break up a relationship when I have no interest in committing.
6. The crush-that-cannot-be is officially over. I lost interest as soon as I received a text at 8:30am London time asking if I was awake. Um, yeah, I am, but it’s 3:30am in Maine and it’s not like you’re contacting me to see if I want to go grab a bagel and coffee.
5. The Ex has friended me again on facebook. I refuse to filter my page or status updates for his benefit so he’s doing this at his own risk. I’m already editing it on a daily basis for family members and coworkers and I think that’s enough.
4. This means that when the Ex recently posted that he was “planning his Celtics themed Christmas tree” I was able to savor yet another example of why I’m soooo glad I live alone in a tree-less apartment in a different town.
3. Planning a New Year’s with a man that lives on the other end of the country is complicated.
2. I don’t know how I feel about the potential of having to start shaving my legs again on a semi-normal basis.
1. I’m a little hesitant to find out what (or who) happens next.
12.09.08
Pause
I haven’t done anything remotely law school related since I arrived home from New Orleans. Ok, that’s not true, I googled how long it takes to get my LSAT scores five different times hoping I’d get an answer that was different than “3 WEEKS”. I did not.
I have to get my applications in before I leave for a Christmas trip with my family, and I’m stalling. My recommendations are in (YAY), I have a finalized list of schools to apply to, and yet I spent last night chatting on gmail and falling into bed at 7pm.
The fact that I’ll apply without my scores isn’t helping as it is making me second guess every choice on my reach, safety, and reasonable list. Two or three points can make the difference in reasonable and ridiculous, and it’s a tricky little game. At at least $75 a pop it’s also an incredibly expensive one.
Here it comes… doubt.
12.08.08
It’s O-V-A
At approximately 2pm on Saturday I put down my #2, stretched, and did the chair dance. It’s finally over… six months of studying, tutoring, hyper-focusing, and diagramming.
I can’t talk about what was on the test, or how much I hated a particular something that was on the test even though I tried my damnedest, but at some point maybe I’ll be able to.
Like once they publish this particular test to a book in the 10 Actual series. At which point I’ll be thirty and either practicing law or thinking, haha, remember that time I took the LSAT in New Orleans instead of getting wasted on Bourbon St drinking jager shots with some of my favorite guys? Either way, it’s going to be a while. Don’t worry, I’ve written my thoughts on the test down on a secret piece of paper which is safely tucked away in my memories box.
I will put this out there though– if you spend six months practicing reading comprehension with a pencil thinking the entire time that it would be so much freaking easier to do this if you were allowed to use a highlighter it’s probably worth taking five minutes to google if you can in fact use a highlighter. Because you can. And I easily could have stolen one from the office supply closet here if I had known that. So there’s my friendly LSAT tip for the day. Use a highlighter.
Also, if you think you’re going to have time to stop to buy a bottle of water to bring in to the test with you on the way there but you happen to be getting a ride to the test with one of the sweetest guys in the world you will not want to bother getting out of his truck to purchase said water bottle when you could be spending your last few minutes of freedom having your hand held. And then you’ll be constantly reminded of how inefficient water fountains are during the break.
Anyways, it’s done. Three weeks until scores. I was extremely excited that for the first time in six months I wouldn’t be carrying 25lbs of study guides in my luggage carry-on. I packed them carefully into my bag and attempted to check them. Which is when I found out that my overweight bag was going to cost an extra $150 bucks and had to remove all the books and carry them on regardless.
I have to admit I’m feeling a little post-LSAT depression. What am I supposed to do with all my free time now?
Oh yeah, get all my applications into law schools in the next 11 days. Never mind…
12.02.08
Random Ten x Ten
The Golden Child and I shared a dorm room for nine days. I’ll be back with trip recaps but for now:
Things That Room Contained:
10. 25 pairs of shoes (only three were mine)
9. Ten cowboy hats
8. 14 episodes of It’s Always Sunny
7. Two twin beds
6. Three minor arguments (impressive)
5. Dueling alarm clocks
4. Mustache maintence implements
3. A tiny bottle of Southern Comfort
2. A Yorkie bar
1. Two siblings who could barely share a station wagon’s backseat in years past and now viewed the whole thing as the adventure that it was
