GAH!!!

I just wrote a post that was deleted by hitting the backspace button. *shakes fist*
Here's the short verison.
1. Happy New Year!
2. I'm Americanized
3. I think Chinese New Years has something to do with harvesting.
4. Hot pot is a relatively new experience for me.
5. I overcook everything.
6. Even though I'm Americanized, I'll still eat anything on my plate

giant worms make me want to puke

I almost threw up watching king kong during the extended scene with the giant worms... Class starts again in tomorrow. I don't feel too prepared. The last two weeks have made my brain atrophy.

finals!

so I've got a final in about 50 minutes. Exciting. Law School is 3 years long so each year is 33% of my law school career. There are 3 quarters in a year... 11%. I have 3-4 finals each quarter... 3% each... So in about 3 hours I'll be 3% done with law school. How about that?

On a side note, I was studying at the library over the weekend and I went to use the restroom. I was pre-flushing and reaching for tissue at the same time... AND SOME WATER SPLASHED UP AND HIT ME IN THE EYE!!! Let me reiterate, in the eyeball. Even the water didn't appear to be used, that's like someone peeing in my eye. I wanted to boil my eyeball.

yay for 25 for $25

just fyi, the 25 for $25 is running all November, so go eat good food somewhere new.

battle of the bands

I've had two songs fighting for airtime in my brain ever since yesterday afternoon. Bad things happen.

My confession for today is that I used to listen to Depeche Mode in Jr High. I'm not sure why I switched radio stations, but if I hadn't changed my listening habits in 9th grade I'd might be goth...

Bad things happen and one part of my brain wants to believe that everything has a purpose and that God gives and takes away. I want to believe that God's hand is lovingly crafting and shaping us even though it hurts. Blessed be your blah, blah, blah.

Right now a larger part of me has a few lines of Depeche Mode repeating over and over...
I don't want to start any blasphemous rumors,
but I think that God's got a sick sense of humor
and when I die I expect to find him laughing

another day

another lexan drinking bottle. We have bar review companies and study aid companies swarming our building and handing out freebies like mold on my three-day old pumpkin.

cheese-eating surrender monkeys

my prof has the funniest quotes.

speaking of bees

bzzz