Broken Thoughts a little early this week...

To start, last week I forgot to mention that Howie is now not moving in.  So I'm hunting for a roommate yet again.  But don't worry, my landlord said that Howie agreed to pay for November and December so it's not panic mode yet.  And my landlord is helping me find someone else, he contacted the broker he used before (the one he found Vanessa and I through) which will hopefully work better than the postings I was able to do.  In the meantime, if I hear of anyone who needs a room I'll see if they want it, lol.

So, let's see...my weekend was interesting.  Saturday afternoon, I'm in my apartment, minding my own business, when the alarm system I have never used since I moved in starts beeping.  So, I go try to figure out how to make it shut up.  I thought I remembered the code my landlord gave me, so I tried entering what I thought it was, since I knew it was something fairly simple.  When the first attempt didn't work, I tried some other fairly simple combinations.  Well, eventually, either I played with it too much or it was beeping for too long because all of a sudden the actual alarm went off.  Loudly.  It traumatized the cat and I had to leave the apartment to even hear myself think.  I called my landlord, he didn't answer.  I called the number for the alarm company, they didn't answer (I think it was just the customer service line, I didn't have any other phone numbers for them).  Then I went inside, braved the deafening noise, and opened the cabinet thing that basically runs the alarm to see if there was some kind of button in there.  I didn't find anything, but eventually I managed to touch something on the computer chip I found in there that made it stop the full alarm sound.  It resumed beeping.  And then that stopped on its own.  And then, finally, my landlord called back and gave me the code.  So I put that in for good measure and it hasn't done anything since.

Anyway, later on Saturday, I went out with Jenn and Matt to see this band, The Grownup Noise.  That was a lot of fun, the band was great, I now have their first album.  And Matt showed me how to drive from school AROUND the freeway to get home, so when there's bad traffic I can just do the back roads now.  Hooray!  The only downside is that for some reason Jenn and I were both hungover the next day.  We each only had 3 drinks!  I decided there must have been something in the air there because there is no POSSIBLE way that only 3 of my standard drink would give me that much of a hangover...and I think the same thing goes for Jenn.  Especially since we'd both had food before going to the bar.

So then, on Sunday, I get in the car to go to school and work on a group project, and I turn the key, and...nothing.  I mean absolutely nothing, not even a noise that means the car is trying to start but the battery is dead.  So I try again, and again, and again...and it finally did start (yes, I am aware this sounds like a starter problem) so I went to my meeting.  When I went to go back home it didn't do it again, but I called the mechanic on Monday anyway because obviously something is wrong.  I took the car in on Tuesday and they couldn't make it do it again.  They said it's probably the starter, but since they couldn't make it do it again they asked if I wanted to just go ahead and replace it then, or if I wanted to wait until it's more consistent so that they can be sure.  I decided to wait...even though it seems pretty obvious that's the problem, I'd hate to assume that's it, spend all that money, and then have it be something else entirely.  So anyway, I went and picked up the car (yes, it continued to start) and then this morning it did it again.  Why couldn't it do that yesterday!?  lol.  Anyway, once again it did eventually start and I left for school.  So...we'll see what happens when I try to go home.

So.  That was my weekend.  Exciting, no?

In other news...Monday we had solo auditions for choir, so I tried out.  The director didn't get back to us right away, but I feel like I did pretty well.  I'll let you know when I hear more.  =)

Speaking of choir, I'm really making friends with the ladies I sit by now.  We all sit in the back row, so of course when the sopranos aren't singing we're back there talking and giggling.  And when we are singing, half the time we're laughing at ourselves/each other when we do something weird like make up our own notes or jump the rhythm or something.  Just like high school choir...lol.  I guess some things don't change no matter how old you are.

I have 3 papers due in a span of like, 5 days.  I decided not to go to my classes yesterday so I could work on them.  Two of them are for the same class...but thankfully once those are done, I don't have any more work to do for that class.  The other one actually can just be a rough outline of what I've discovered in my research, without fleshing it out...based on the assumption that I spent all my time in between turning in the paper proposal and the due date of the rough outline doing research.  Which, in reality means...this weekend...haha.  Anyway, the final version of that paper is due at the end of the quarter, which is why this version only has to be a rough sketch.

So, on that note...I should post this and start working on my papers again.  I was taking a much-needed break from writing about strip searches and when they violate the 4th amendment.  Fun, right?  =P

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Thoughts thoughts thoughts

I have the WORST 3L-itis ever.  Everything related to class makes me cranky...I don't want to read, I don't want to go...it doesn't even matter if the material is interesting, I just don't want to.  Really, the problem is that NO ONE is happy with two of my classes (for both, it's the professor more than the content), and then the other two are both in the evening, when I'm tired and just want to go home.  But I don't think any of the issues with the classes themselves would cause as much of a problem if I wasn't feeling like someone should just give me my degree already and let me go be a lawyer.

So I'm doing well on the Good Belly so far.  I've been using it for about a week and I'm really starting to feel a lot better.  The first few days I was actually slightly worse, but the website warned of that so I just kind of dealt with it...I was only feeling a little icky in the evenings anyway so I just sat around at home those first 3 evenings.  By about day 4 I began to notice an improvement, and it's just been getting better and better since then.  Hooray!

I get to see Jenn tomorrow, I'm excited about that, I haven't seen her since...um...July, I think.  We're seeing a band I've never heard, so I may discover some new music too!

Choir is having solo auditions on Monday.  Yes, I'm trying out.  I'll let you know how it goes.  =)

Huh.  I really don't have much else to say.  Well, I mean, there is one other thing from this week that I haven't talked about, but it's kinda private (and possibly TMI) so I'm really only comfortable telling my regular readers, not all of Bloggy-land.  I don't know how many other people read this blog and just don't comment, and I just don't want to share this with all of them.  But, my dear regular readers, if you're curious, you're all on Facebook and/or Twitter, so ask away!

I just realized that the law school Halloween party is on Thursday.  Guess I need to go find those white knee socks and complete the costume, huh?

Well, it's just about time for me to start winding down for the evening.  Until next week!

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Saturday thought process

I tried to write this yesterday but I was too tired to have any thoughts.

It was a weird week...I don't exactly know where it all went.  I had a 4-day weekend, went to some classes, then suddenly it was Friday again.  I don't think I did much out of the ordinary.  Sunday my choir had a mini-concert at a little retirement community -- I didn't really mention it because it wasn't really open for just anyone to go and it really was just a bunch of stuff we sang back in March since we only just started rehearsals for December's concert.  Plus it's a little early to be performing anything we have planned for December, haha.

Anyway, other than the concert, the only break in my routine was going to Bar Review (law students gathering at a bar, not anything to do with the Bar Exam).  Which was an adventure for two reasons...one, I finally drove in Downtown Boston (with Megan as my navigator...because I could not do it without either a navigator or a GPS...) and two, shortly before I was going to leave they set up karaoke so I HAD to stay and ended up leaving about 2 hours after I planned to.  And then, to be nice, I drove Megan home...I was leaving two hours later than I'd planned anyway, so why not?  So, anyway, I got home ridiculously late, ate my dinner that had been sitting in the crockpot since noon (it was on low, so I knew it would be fine...and it was delicious!) and went to bed at about 1.  Which made for a very sleepy Friday.

Hmm...what else is new?  Well, I finally had to turn on my heat this week, and discovered that now the furnace is making this loud, low, vibrating noise.  It wasn't doing it last winter, but now it is.  I told my landlord because it's loud to me, for one thing, it bothers the cat, for another, and apparently (because one of them stopped by) even the neighbors can hear it.  So he let the heating guy in on Friday while I was at school to look at it, and apparently the furnace does not seem to be the problem...they think it may be somewhere in the pipe system.  So it's still unresolved, but it will get fixed, because I have an awesome landlord who always makes sure stuff is fixed.

I finally bought the Good Belly juice I mentioned last week, I had it for the first time this morning.  It's tasty, which is good.  Can't tell if it's working yet, this being the first day and all, but I'll keep you posted.

So a couple weeks ago I threatened to just throw my letter jacket on over my clothes (yes, I lettered...in choir) and call myself a high schooler...and then, as it turns out, other people think it's a good idea.  So I'm going to wear a short skirt and knee-high socks with it, just to make it a little more like a costume.  I only need to go out and buy the socks.  Fun, right?  =)

Hmm...I'm thirsty.  Gotta get some water.

Okay, I'm back.

Anything else?  Oh!  Duh!  I went to see Where the Wild Things Are today.  My friend and I drove to a nearby IMAX theater...which is in...of all places...a furniture store.  Jordan's Furniture, to be exact.  Not only is there an IMAX theater, there's also one of those things where you get to fly on a trapeze (with safety ropes attached to you, of course) and various other stuff.  Christine said the other locations have different stuff.  It was so...odd.  But anyway, back to the movie.  It was SO cute!  Just how I imagined it would be.  I was quite pleased.  You all should go see it.  =)

Well, I guess that's about it for this week.  Until next time!

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Some thoughts...in a process...perhaps broken, perhaps not.

So...biggest update for today...all the fun health stuff I mentioned a couple weeks ago.  Mostly the tummy stuff because I think I updated the other stuff last week.  So.  Here's the deal.  I went back on Tuesday for my follow-up.  Every single lab test came back normal.  Absolutely, positively, completely, perfectly normal...not even a hint of something that wasn't completely abnormal but wasn't completely normal either.  Fantastic, right?  Well, sorta.  I'm happy I can still eat bread and all other glutinous substances.  But...what the hell IS wrong?  We think it is stress-related...even though in my little food journal I kept saying my stress was low, or at the most moderate...we have to remember that I am a law student and my baseline stress level may be a little higher than most.  So while I may evaluate it as low, it's just low for me.  Combine that with the fact that mentally I handle stress very well, and we have a problem in that my body seems to be reacting to stress I don't even really know I have.  Ugh.  My only idea is to try probiotics, like this stuff Ginger mentioned in a recent post.  So...that's where things stand with that...I'll keep you posted.

The melatonin is still helping me sleep...I think.  The last two nights I woke up in the middle of the night, but I was also excessively warm both times.  I think I put my comforter on my bed too early...but a couple weeks ago it was cold enough for it.  Mother Nature just needs to make up her mind.  I don't really want to get out my lighter quilt that I just washed and put away just to switch back to the comforter again in a couple weeks.  Maybe I'll just crack a window...but that might be TOO cold.  Hmm...

Oh, I have to move...it's almost time for work.

Okay, I moved.  And I'm eating a mini pizza.  Mmmmm...

The strangest thing happened to me the other day.  I was walking through campus, and this group of undergrads (or maybe high school seniors...I'm finding I can't tell the difference anymore) were walking the opposite way.  I was on a little sidewalk thing and they were in the middle of a service road.  All of a sudden one of them came up to the edge of the sidewalk, jumped sideways with BOTH FEET to land right in front of me, which of course stopped me in my tracks, and just said, "Hello."  I raised my eyebrow, said, "hiiiiii...." and then went around him.  And that was it.  People are weird.

Yay, four-day weekend!  Yes, I know it's three for everyone else, but I get four.  The school decided Tuesday is a Monday schedule (we miss a disproportionate amount of Mondays in the fall quarter because the school observes Jewish holidays too) and I don't have classes on Mondays, so I get an extra day!  Hmm...what to do with my time?  Oh...I know...study.  =P

It's so quiet here on Friday afternoon.  The only regularly scheduled class block is from 10-12 or something like that (mine starts at 10:30 but some start earlier) and the rest of the blocks are for make-up classes.  So most people either don't have class, or they only have the one and then they go home or out of town or something.

Hey look...I've been dawdling and talking with my co-worker and now I get to leave in 1/2 an hour!  And then I get to go to my chiropractor, yay!

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Broken Thought Process

Thursday is no longer a good day for me. I think this will have to temporarily move to either Wednesday or Friday until the term is over. On Thursdays, I tend to study in the morning, and then I have class from 1:40 to 7:30, with a bit of a break during which I'm, again, studying. Then I come home and study for my Friday morning class for a bit...then after that I just want some TV time. But Wednesday and Friday I only have one class, and then I'm just working at the snack table. By working I mean I sit there and essentially act as a guard to the food and cashbox until someone comes up and wants to buy something...then I just take their money and go back to what I'm doing. Gotta love cushy work-study jobs.

Anyway, so I got my winter internship all lined up. I got a little worried, no one was interviewing me...but that is kind of my weird pattern. I apply to all sorts of places and get like, one or two interviews...but out of those one or two, someone gives me an offer. I guess it's that on paper, I'm not overly impressive (unless, at this point, I'm applying for a tax law position) but I do make a really good impression in person. Or, I'm assuming I do, once I actually get the interview I rarely have trouble getting the job.

Oh, so I guess I'll explain what my internship actually is. It's totally different this time. I'm working at a small law firm that focuses on asbestos litigation from the defendant's side. This means they represent the manufacturers and other corporations that have used asbestos. I know, it sounds like it might be more fun to work for the plaintiff's side, but actually, because asbestos used to be in almost everything, there are a lot of frivolous suits from people who don't really have a claim...they didn't really work with it when it was airborne, or something. And I get to do a lot of the mucky litigation stuff like sifting through facts and putting together the basis for our claim, participating in settlements and depositions, and all that litigation stuff I've been wanting to do. And with all my internships, I haven't worked at an actual law firm, so I'm excited to see what that environment is like.

So I made Severus a toy the other day. While I was in Portland, I bought this book with all this stuff to do with old T-shirts, and have become obsessed with cutting up and altering all my T-shirts. Well, not ALL. I will never cut up my Pedroia shirt...I basically sleep in it until it smells, wash it, then sleep in it again. Anyway, so far I've made a fun party shirt out of this GINORMOUS Cuervo shirt I got for free at some bar on some holiday, and a really cute kimono-inspired shirt out of parts of a plain white shirt and a brown shirt that was always a little loose on me (because I acquired it from Christen...with permission), but it's cute because it says Rio on the front and has a little embroidered sunset. I also tried to make this little shrug thing out of a pink long-sleeve T, but it didn't quite work...I expected some sacrifice, what with taking scissors to my T-shirts, so I wasn't too disappointed. Now I just have some pink fabric to lend to other projects. Anyway, various scraps from those projects went to the cat toy, which I stuffed with other scraps and a few pinches of catnip from those bags that always come with the cardboard scratchy things he likes. He's in love. He throws it around and chews on it and nuzzles it...exactly what he does with toys I purchase, but this way I wasn't creating more waste! Gotta love it.

To update you on health things...sleep is getting better...although the cat keeps doing random things like trying to open the cabinets at 5 am or running around like mad, but when he's not making noise I seem to be sleeping through the night. Yay for melatonin! Haven't gone in for follow up tummy stuff, that appointment is Tuesday. I went to my new chiropractor yesterday, he's really nice and he's awesome in that he actually tries to FIX the problem. As in, rather than just popping everything back in place and sending me on my way with a notification that I need to come back 3 times a week for the rest of my life...he works on loosening the muscles and THEN pops stuff back into place, and he taught me some stretches and stuff. So now the end goal is to make sure my muscles don't keep pulling me out of alignment all the time and I don't have to go back to him anymore. That's actually what my former chiropractor used to do (the only thing he didn't do was the stretches, but the goal was always to get me feeling better permanently...it's just been a while and law school has done new and exciting things to my back...note the sarcasm) but he's in Portland...and I think he's retired. Although if I were still in Portland I would have just kept going back to his practice, probably just seeing his daughter instead (I used to substitute her a lot when he was on vacation or something) so really the retired thing isn't quite as significant.

I swear I had another broken thought...but it escaped me.

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