Friday, August 22, 2008
Contrarian
I don't think I'm built to handle round-the-clock sunshine. And it's not just the shock of successive 80-degree days after a month of rain talking, either. Long stretches of idyllic weather in Berkeley used to make me lethargic and melancholy, too. I think that inclement weather stimulates the senses more: the threatening horizon, the smell of rain, the crack of thunder. Or maybe I just resent feeling like I'm supposed to be more productive when it's nice out, and I can't just sit on the couch reading and knitting. Either way, I'm left staring up at blue skies and hoping for a raincloud or two.
Friday, August 15, 2008
Rain, rain, go away
Except not really. With a combination of the rainclouds prematurely darkening the sky and me typing away in a cafe, I feel almost transported to my undergrad days in Berkeley. I remember staying out late with Anna in freshman year and walking home on rain slick streets with a stop at the Asian Ghetto. And of course, later, spending untold hours at the Free Speech Movement Cafe with Karthik. If only CafeNation in Brighton were open until 2:00 in the morning. That's when my genius really happens.
Okay, that's enough nostalgia for an August day. How about a reading update?
Here's a book I forgot to include last time: Austenland. My roommate got it for me because she thinks that I'm some sort of Austen uberfreak (I disagree; I think I'm just a regular Austen freak). The story -- such as it is -- is about a single, New York woman (redundant?) who flies to England to attend an Austen camp for adults. She is simultaneously attracted to and repelled by the artifice of Edwardian era dress and beautiful men who are paid to flirt with her, blah blah blah. But (SPOILER ALERT) she finds true love in the end. But all in all, it was a delightful trifle and reminded me of the BBC reality show/contest that aired a couple of years ago wherein the participants/contestants live as Miss Austen would have lived. They had to follow the social rules of the time (e.g., no touching between men and women unless they were dancing) and were allowed no modern amenities. In fact, I distinctly recall one girl who had to bathe in old bathwater that had already been used by every other girl in the house. Does anyone remember the name of the show? Karthik?
And I finally read something that all high school students in America are probably required to read: The Great Gatsby. I'm glad that I read this for the first time as a mid-twentysomething. I don't know if I would have understand some of the themes of money and status as a 15-year-old. Beyond that, I don't have much to say about Fitzgerald that hasn't already been said a dozen times over except that the man sure knows how to turn a phrase.
I'm currently reading Kundera's The Joke. And despite the title, the book's not exactly laugh out loud funny. At best, it's cynically humorous, which suits me just fine. But I am getting a little tired of Kundera's misogynistic man-children (the Socialist precursors to Judd Apatow's?) who only want women for the services that they provide. I'll take the book with me down to the beach tomorrow, though. Maybe the sun will bleach away some of the darkness.
Okay, that's enough nostalgia for an August day. How about a reading update?
Here's a book I forgot to include last time: Austenland. My roommate got it for me because she thinks that I'm some sort of Austen uberfreak (I disagree; I think I'm just a regular Austen freak). The story -- such as it is -- is about a single, New York woman (redundant?) who flies to England to attend an Austen camp for adults. She is simultaneously attracted to and repelled by the artifice of Edwardian era dress and beautiful men who are paid to flirt with her, blah blah blah. But (SPOILER ALERT) she finds true love in the end. But all in all, it was a delightful trifle and reminded me of the BBC reality show/contest that aired a couple of years ago wherein the participants/contestants live as Miss Austen would have lived. They had to follow the social rules of the time (e.g., no touching between men and women unless they were dancing) and were allowed no modern amenities. In fact, I distinctly recall one girl who had to bathe in old bathwater that had already been used by every other girl in the house. Does anyone remember the name of the show? Karthik?
And I finally read something that all high school students in America are probably required to read: The Great Gatsby. I'm glad that I read this for the first time as a mid-twentysomething. I don't know if I would have understand some of the themes of money and status as a 15-year-old. Beyond that, I don't have much to say about Fitzgerald that hasn't already been said a dozen times over except that the man sure knows how to turn a phrase.
I'm currently reading Kundera's The Joke. And despite the title, the book's not exactly laugh out loud funny. At best, it's cynically humorous, which suits me just fine. But I am getting a little tired of Kundera's misogynistic man-children (the Socialist precursors to Judd Apatow's?) who only want women for the services that they provide. I'll take the book with me down to the beach tomorrow, though. Maybe the sun will bleach away some of the darkness.
Sunday, July 20, 2008
Saturday, July 19, 2008
Further adventures in procrastination
Yes, OCI bids are due soon. Why do you ask?
Let's catch up on all the reading that I've been able to indulge in this summer.
Reading Lolita in Tehran was surprisingly poignant toward the end. I'd gotten a little tired of Nafisi's comparative literature essay style of writing earlier in the book, but once she got more into her own struggles with the Revolution and her students' lives, I liked the book a lot more. Also, she revived my interest in classic American literature. At this moment, there's a copy of The Great Gatsby on my nightstand.
I picked up this copy of Amsterdam on a book buying spree, and I read it in a day. Despite the fact that you can see the ending coming from a mile away, it was an enjoyable read. Though I think I expected something with more gravitas; instead, it was a little bit... pulpy.
I also finished reading The United States of Arugula, which was really fun and informational. Though I've already been guilty of bringing it up at parties three times. I'm going to stop that now. Still, read it for everything you wanted to but didn't know about how gourmet cuisine began in America and who the hell James Beard is.
And finally, there is Phyllida and the Brotherhood of the Philander. It's a bisexual Regency romance, and really, do I need to say more than that? There were more explicit sex scenes than I expected, but when is that ever a bad thing?
I'm now almost done with Ishiguro's When We Were Orphans, which is beautiful so far. The protagonist shares a quality with other Ishiguro narrators in that he tends to re-write his own history, to overlook (or willfully disregard) what's right in front of him, and to fail in love. But I haven't gotten to the end yet, so maybe it won't be as heartbreaking as his other books. I'll let you know.
In addition to reading, I've also been catching up on Almodovar's back catalog. Between that and a recent trip to the El Greco to Velazquez exhibit at the MFA, I really really want to go to Spain this winter. Oh, those lovely lispy esses.
Let's catch up on all the reading that I've been able to indulge in this summer.
Reading Lolita in Tehran was surprisingly poignant toward the end. I'd gotten a little tired of Nafisi's comparative literature essay style of writing earlier in the book, but once she got more into her own struggles with the Revolution and her students' lives, I liked the book a lot more. Also, she revived my interest in classic American literature. At this moment, there's a copy of The Great Gatsby on my nightstand.
I picked up this copy of Amsterdam on a book buying spree, and I read it in a day. Despite the fact that you can see the ending coming from a mile away, it was an enjoyable read. Though I think I expected something with more gravitas; instead, it was a little bit... pulpy.
I also finished reading The United States of Arugula, which was really fun and informational. Though I've already been guilty of bringing it up at parties three times. I'm going to stop that now. Still, read it for everything you wanted to but didn't know about how gourmet cuisine began in America and who the hell James Beard is.
And finally, there is Phyllida and the Brotherhood of the Philander. It's a bisexual Regency romance, and really, do I need to say more than that? There were more explicit sex scenes than I expected, but when is that ever a bad thing?
I'm now almost done with Ishiguro's When We Were Orphans, which is beautiful so far. The protagonist shares a quality with other Ishiguro narrators in that he tends to re-write his own history, to overlook (or willfully disregard) what's right in front of him, and to fail in love. But I haven't gotten to the end yet, so maybe it won't be as heartbreaking as his other books. I'll let you know.
In addition to reading, I've also been catching up on Almodovar's back catalog. Between that and a recent trip to the El Greco to Velazquez exhibit at the MFA, I really really want to go to Spain this winter. Oh, those lovely lispy esses.
Saturday, March 01, 2008
Yum.
Culinary revelation of the day (to me at least): Roasted brussel sprouts + balsamic vinegar = gustatory heaven.
Monday, February 18, 2008
Picture Dump Part 2 (the Obama edit)
On Super Tuesday eve, Barack Obama held a rally at the Seaport World Trade Center in Boston. This is our journey to hear him speak.
The doors were supposed to open at 8:00, so I got there around 6:30. The line was four blocks long, and there were already over 3,000 in line. Thankfully, Khadijah and her posse and Jeremy and Sarah showed up soon thereafter, so I wouldn't have to keep the hope alive all by myself.
Me and Ms. B.
The whole gang. We look happy here because we didn't yet know how long it would actually take us to get inside.
We danced to keep ourselves warm. Jeremy, uh, walked funny.
When we finally got inside, nearly four hours later, we were near the back of the enormous conference hall.
Way back.
But it was great to be there, to be part of a new political process.
The doors were supposed to open at 8:00, so I got there around 6:30. The line was four blocks long, and there were already over 3,000 in line. Thankfully, Khadijah and her posse and Jeremy and Sarah showed up soon thereafter, so I wouldn't have to keep the hope alive all by myself.
Me and Ms. B.
The whole gang. We look happy here because we didn't yet know how long it would actually take us to get inside.
We danced to keep ourselves warm. Jeremy, uh, walked funny.
When we finally got inside, nearly four hours later, we were near the back of the enormous conference hall.
Way back.
But it was great to be there, to be part of a new political process.
Picture Dump Part 1
Way back in January, when my moot court brief was but a spot on the horizon, I visited Elliott in New York to spend the last part of my winter break.
We visited the Imagine circle in Strawberry Fields in Central Park.
Central Park maintenance's own version of Christo and Jean-Claude's The Gates.
Some simple stir-fry on the new CB2 plates we got. (We also visited my personal mecca, the MUJI store in Soho, but those pictures are on Elliott's camera.)
Elliott opened his belated birthday presents on a damp bench in the Columbus quad.
Elliott's happy about his new Alice Waters book. Yay!
And then Elliott came up to Boston, whereupon we made a lot of food.
First, we made chicken enchiladas. Recipe from Chow.
Then we made lots of gingerbread cookies.
And we finished with a winter vegetable kale soup. Mmmmmm.
We visited the Imagine circle in Strawberry Fields in Central Park.
Central Park maintenance's own version of Christo and Jean-Claude's The Gates.
Some simple stir-fry on the new CB2 plates we got. (We also visited my personal mecca, the MUJI store in Soho, but those pictures are on Elliott's camera.)
Elliott opened his belated birthday presents on a damp bench in the Columbus quad.
Elliott's happy about his new Alice Waters book. Yay!
And then Elliott came up to Boston, whereupon we made a lot of food.
First, we made chicken enchiladas. Recipe from Chow.
Then we made lots of gingerbread cookies.
And we finished with a winter vegetable kale soup. Mmmmmm.
Wednesday, January 02, 2008
Happy Iowa Caucus Eve!
If we're good boys and girls, mayhaps we'll get a nice Democratic presidential candidate tomorrow.
(Yep, still gafiating [getting away from it all]).
(Yep, still gafiating [getting away from it all]).
Friday, December 14, 2007
Snow Day, For Reals
The view from the bus stop this morning. Seriously, how beautiful is that?
You know what was not so beautiful? My property midterm, which was probably the hardest test I've ever taken. They weren't kidding when they said that law school is hard. Go to graduate school, kids.
You know what was not so beautiful? My property midterm, which was probably the hardest test I've ever taken. They weren't kidding when they said that law school is hard. Go to graduate school, kids.
Monday, December 03, 2007
Wednesday, November 28, 2007
Almost December
Turkey Day and its attendant delights (the food, the company, the drunken charades) and downs (the hives, the trip to the ER) has passed, and it's now time to buckle down for finals. Ergo, my thoughts turn to Christmas gifts, especially of the knitted kind.
Some inspiration from Urban:
Beret
Slouchy beanie (one can never have too many)
Cowl-like scarf thing
Eternity scarf which would look great in a Habu yarn (maybe I'll get some for Christmas)
and
Reversible cabled scarf (so tempted to knit this for myself but there are already two projects in progress intended for that purpose, *cough*)
I just need an another extra pair of hands. One to knit and the other to brief cases.
Some inspiration from Urban:
Beret
Slouchy beanie (one can never have too many)
Cowl-like scarf thing
Eternity scarf which would look great in a Habu yarn (maybe I'll get some for Christmas)
and
Reversible cabled scarf (so tempted to knit this for myself but there are already two projects in progress intended for that purpose, *cough*)
I just need an another extra pair of hands. One to knit and the other to brief cases.
Tuesday, October 30, 2007
Snapshots of food
Here are some of the dishes that Elliott has made over the past couple of weeks. My culinary output has been null (unless you count microwaving or making cookies, which I don't). And let's not even talk about my literary diet. I did get Naomi Novik's Empire of Ivory and Alex Ross's The Rest is Noise, but I'm not optimistic about starting either of them soon.
Anyway, food!
Elliott proudly stirring the absolutely fantastic chicken tikka masala, almost an exact replica of the one we loved at Pakwan in San Francisco.
Yummmmmmmmm. Maybe we'll (and by we, I mean Elliott) attempt homemade naan next time.
Absolutely amazing stuffed pork chops.
With gravy on top and bacon braised cabbage on the side. Elliott really likes to stress his German heritage sometimes.
And because that wasn't enough food, we also made an onion and leek tart, which was very simple and very tasty.
Ooof. I'm full just from looking at those pictures again. The stuffed pork chops, cabbage, and onion and leek tart recipes are all from Chow.com. The chicken tikka masala recipe was just something I googled.
Okay, back to my civil procedure casebook now. Whoo.
Anyway, food!
Elliott proudly stirring the absolutely fantastic chicken tikka masala, almost an exact replica of the one we loved at Pakwan in San Francisco.
Yummmmmmmmm. Maybe we'll (and by we, I mean Elliott) attempt homemade naan next time.
Absolutely amazing stuffed pork chops.
With gravy on top and bacon braised cabbage on the side. Elliott really likes to stress his German heritage sometimes.
And because that wasn't enough food, we also made an onion and leek tart, which was very simple and very tasty.
Ooof. I'm full just from looking at those pictures again. The stuffed pork chops, cabbage, and onion and leek tart recipes are all from Chow.com. The chicken tikka masala recipe was just something I googled.
Okay, back to my civil procedure casebook now. Whoo.
Tuesday, October 16, 2007
I'm back. Again.
Sorry for the radio silence. Law school is taking up all my time and sorta getting me down. I'm hoping that I get over it soon and refocus on the reason why I'm subjecting myself to this in the first place.
Anyway, look for food pictures soon! Elliott and I have been cooking up a storm on the weekends that we see each other.
Anyway, look for food pictures soon! Elliott and I have been cooking up a storm on the weekends that we see each other.
Monday, October 01, 2007
Speaking of spam
Here's some more, specifically, on what this blog is purportedly about: books.
I read most of David Sedaris's Dress Your Family in Corduroy and Denim over the weekend, which is very good but definitely not my favorite book of his. As a whole, I'm not very interested in stories from or about his childhood. I feel a little squeamish reading dysfunctional accounts of someone else's childhood (the same reason that I've never read any Augusten Burroughs).
And now, a book meme.
These are the top 106 books most often marked as "unread" by LibraryThing’s users (as of today). As usual, bold what you have read, italicise what you started but couldn’t finish, and strike through what you couldn’t stand. The numbers after each one are the number of LT users who used the tag of that book.
Jonathan Strange & Mr Norrell (149)
Anna Karenina (132)
Crime and Punishment (121)
Catch-22 (117)
One hundred years of solitude (115)
Wuthering Heights (110)
The Silmarillion (104)
Life of Pi : A Novel (94)
The Name of the Rose (91)
Don Quixote (91)
Moby Dick (86)
Ulysses (84)
Madame Bovary (83)
The Odyssey (83)
Pride and Prejudice (83)
Jane Eyre (80)
A tale of two cities (80)
The Brothers Karamazov (80)
Guns, Germs, and Steel: The Fates of Human Societies (79)
War and Peace (78)
Vanity Fair (74)
The Time Traveler’s Wife (73)
The Iliad (73)
Emma (73)
The Blind Assassin (73)
The Kite Runner (71)
Mrs. Dalloway (70)
Great Expectations (70)
American Gods (68)
A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius (67)
Atlas Shrugged (67)
Reading Lolita in Tehran : A Memoir in Books (66)
Memoirs of a Geisha (66)
Middlesex (66)
Quicksilver (66)
Wicked : The Life and Times of the Wicked Witch of the West (65)
The Canterbury Tales (64)
The Historian : A Novel (63)
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man (63)
Love in the Time of Cholera (62)
Brave New World (61)
The Fountainhead (61)
Foucault’s Pendulum (61)
Middlemarch (61)
Frankenstein (59)
The Count of Monte Cristo (59)
Dracula (59)
A Clockwork Orange (59)
Anansi Boys (58)
The Once and Future King (57)
The Grapes of Wrath (57)
The Poisonwood Bible : A Novel (57)
1984 (57)
Angels & Demons (56)
The Inferno (56)
The Satanic Verses (55)
Sense and Sensibility (55)
The Picture of Dorian Gray (55)
Mansfield Park (55)
One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest (54)
To the Lighthouse (54)
Tess of the D’Urbervilles (54)
Oliver Twist (54)
Gulliver’s travels (53)
Les Misérables (53)
The Corrections (53)
The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier and Clay (52)
The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time (52)
Dune (51)
The Prince (51) [I think that reading parts of it very closely in a political theory class counts, don't you?]
The Sound and the Fury (51)
Angela’s Ashes : A Memoir (51)
The God of Small Things (51)
A People’s History of the United States : 1492-Present (51)
Cryptonomicon (50)
Neverwhere (50)
A Confederacy of Dunces (50)
A Short History of Nearly Everything (50)
Dubliners (50)
The Unbearable Lightness of Being (49)
Beloved (49)
Slaughterhouse-Five (49) [Not sure if this deserved to be italicized. I mean to finish it one day!]
The Scarlet Letter (48)
Eats, Shoots & Leaves: The Zero Tolerance Approach to Punctuation (48)
The Mists of Avalon (47)
Oryx and Crake : A Novel (47)
Collapse : How Societies Choose to Fail or Succeed (47)
Cloud Atlas (47)
The Confusion (46)
Lolita (46)
Persuasion (46)
Northanger Abbey (46) [Optimistically bolded. I think I'll finish it this semester.]
The Catcher in the Rye (46)
On the Road (46)
The Hunchback of Notre Dame (45)
Freakonomics : A Rogue Economist Explores the Hidden Side of Everything (45)
Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance: An Inquiry into Values (45)
The Aeneid (45)
Watership Down (44)
Gravity’s Rainbow (44) [There should be a style for books that intimidate the hell out of you. I think that The Satanic Verses would qualify, too.]
The Hobbit (44)
In Cold Blood : A True Account of a Multiple Murder and Its Consequences (44)
White Teeth (44)
Treasure Island (44)
David Copperfield (44)
The Three Musketeers (44)
Man, that was so embarrassing. Not the number of books of I haven't read but the number of them that I've picked up and couldn't bring myself to finish. I'm not so much a devourer of books as a page-nibbler.
I read most of David Sedaris's Dress Your Family in Corduroy and Denim over the weekend, which is very good but definitely not my favorite book of his. As a whole, I'm not very interested in stories from or about his childhood. I feel a little squeamish reading dysfunctional accounts of someone else's childhood (the same reason that I've never read any Augusten Burroughs).
And now, a book meme.
These are the top 106 books most often marked as "unread" by LibraryThing’s users (as of today). As usual, bold what you have read, italicise what you started but couldn’t finish, and strike through what you couldn’t stand. The numbers after each one are the number of LT users who used the tag of that book.
Jonathan Strange & Mr Norrell (149)
Anna Karenina (132)
Crime and Punishment (121)
Catch-22 (117)
One hundred years of solitude (115)
Wuthering Heights (110)
The Silmarillion (104)
Life of Pi : A Novel (94)
The Name of the Rose (91)
Don Quixote (91)
Moby Dick (86)
Ulysses (84)
Madame Bovary (83)
The Odyssey (83)
Pride and Prejudice (83)
Jane Eyre (80)
A tale of two cities (80)
The Brothers Karamazov (80)
Guns, Germs, and Steel: The Fates of Human Societies (79)
War and Peace (78)
Vanity Fair (74)
The Time Traveler’s Wife (73)
The Iliad (73)
Emma (73)
The Blind Assassin (73)
The Kite Runner (71)
Mrs. Dalloway (70)
Great Expectations (70)
American Gods (68)
Reading Lolita in Tehran : A Memoir in Books (66)
Memoirs of a Geisha (66)
Middlesex (66)
Quicksilver (66)
Wicked : The Life and Times of the Wicked Witch of the West (65)
The Canterbury Tales (64)
The Historian : A Novel (63)
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man (63)
Love in the Time of Cholera (62)
Brave New World (61)
The Fountainhead (61)
Foucault’s Pendulum (61)
Middlemarch (61)
Frankenstein (59)
The Count of Monte Cristo (59)
Dracula (59)
A Clockwork Orange (59)
Anansi Boys (58)
The Once and Future King (57)
The Grapes of Wrath (57)
The Poisonwood Bible : A Novel (57)
1984 (57)
Angels & Demons (56)
The Inferno (56)
The Satanic Verses (55)
Sense and Sensibility (55)
The Picture of Dorian Gray (55)
Mansfield Park (55)
One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest (54)
To the Lighthouse (54)
Tess of the D’Urbervilles (54)
Oliver Twist (54)
Gulliver’s travels (53)
Les Misérables (53)
The Corrections (53)
The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier and Clay (52)
The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time (52)
Dune (51)
The Prince (51) [I think that reading parts of it very closely in a political theory class counts, don't you?]
The Sound and the Fury (51)
Angela’s Ashes : A Memoir (51)
The God of Small Things (51)
A People’s History of the United States : 1492-Present (51)
Cryptonomicon (50)
Neverwhere (50)
A Confederacy of Dunces (50)
A Short History of Nearly Everything (50)
Dubliners (50)
The Unbearable Lightness of Being (49)
Beloved (49)
Slaughterhouse-Five (49) [Not sure if this deserved to be italicized. I mean to finish it one day!]
The Scarlet Letter (48)
Eats, Shoots & Leaves: The Zero Tolerance Approach to Punctuation (48)
The Mists of Avalon (47)
Oryx and Crake : A Novel (47)
Collapse : How Societies Choose to Fail or Succeed (47)
Cloud Atlas (47)
The Confusion (46)
Lolita (46)
Persuasion (46)
Northanger Abbey (46) [Optimistically bolded. I think I'll finish it this semester.]
The Catcher in the Rye (46)
On the Road (46)
The Hunchback of Notre Dame (45)
Freakonomics : A Rogue Economist Explores the Hidden Side of Everything (45)
Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance: An Inquiry into Values (45)
The Aeneid (45)
Watership Down (44)
Gravity’s Rainbow (44) [There should be a style for books that intimidate the hell out of you. I think that The Satanic Verses would qualify, too.]
The Hobbit (44)
In Cold Blood : A True Account of a Multiple Murder and Its Consequences (44)
White Teeth (44)
Treasure Island (44)
David Copperfield (44)
The Three Musketeers (44)
Man, that was so embarrassing. Not the number of books of I haven't read but the number of them that I've picked up and couldn't bring myself to finish. I'm not so much a devourer of books as a page-nibbler.
A new week, a new season
It's Monday again, which means that it's time for torts torts torts torts and SPAM. Fortunately, there is a lovely crispness in the air and the promise of a new Radiohead album in 9 days! And only four and a half days from a three-day weekend.
Life is all about the anticipation of the next pleasurable moment.
Life is all about the anticipation of the next pleasurable moment.
Friday, September 28, 2007
PS:
Some pictures from the weekend I spent in New York visiting Elliott (and Karthik and Suzannah).
The Hungarian Pastry Shop by Elliott's apartment.
Elliott in front of the Psych Department building.
Purl Soho in Soho where I bought some nummy yarn.
Lunch at Peep in Soho, where the bathrooms are definitely... surprising. :)
The boys at dinner.
The Hungarian Pastry Shop by Elliott's apartment.
Elliott in front of the Psych Department building.
Purl Soho in Soho where I bought some nummy yarn.
Lunch at Peep in Soho, where the bathrooms are definitely... surprising. :)
The boys at dinner.
Happiness
May be a warm gun, but it is definitely the end of the week. I can't believe it's already been four weeks of law school, but this week felt like it could have been an entire month in itself. I spent every spare waking moment either writing my legal memo or reading for class. Enough. I am done. I am taking a step back and taking a deep breath (even if I can't smell anything due to my cold).
The plan for this weekend:
Clean the apartment. Actually cook something by myself. Hang up some pictures on the walls. Go out drinking with some friends. Read a book outside.
These are my goals for this weekend, and hopefully, they'll make me feel better about this whole law school thing. Bah.
The plan for this weekend:
Clean the apartment. Actually cook something by myself. Hang up some pictures on the walls. Go out drinking with some friends. Read a book outside.
These are my goals for this weekend, and hopefully, they'll make me feel better about this whole law school thing. Bah.
Monday, September 03, 2007
The end of the end
This is it. The last day of freedom before the first day of law school. Or rather, the last day of peace and ignorance before law school consumes my life. I am, however, getting more used to living here. The weather has been absolutely lovely this weekend, with the sweet anticipation of fall. Elliott came up to visit me on Saturday and was pressed into being a moving mule for me again. He's currently on the Chinatown bus heading back to New York, and I'm enjoying some peace and quiet in the law library (and checking my e-mail, the US Open scores, and updating my blog :).
Tomorrow it begins. Wish me luck.
Tomorrow it begins. Wish me luck.
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