Year Three

Our third year of marriage was actually the first year that we spent the entire year together! We ease into things ;-) just kidding. Our third year of marriage was a wonderful one it included our trip to Roma. It was wonderful, but I'm getting ahead of myself as that was near the end of our third year together.

Year three started out with me getting a job at law firm, which for a while was a wonderful job. I was happy to be working again. We hosted Christmas at our home for both our families, everyone but my brother and his wife were able to come. It was a full house, but such a great time.

We moved in January of that year again to a different rental, a smaller place - but we fit comfortably and the cats adjusted to their smaller indoor haven. We were both really busy with work and studying for much of the first part of 2007, but after that season passed we enjoyed some fun. During work in the winter of 2007 I studied and took the bar exam again. Working in the law firm 40+ hours a week and studying was pretty grueling but it was effective as I passed the bar exam. I was sworn in at a private ceremony hosted by my bosses, it was a really special event - that I still appreciate to this day. My mom and Dawn were able to fly out and be there and of course Loving Husband was there!

The summer was wonderful as we spent it in Roma (ok we were only there for 10 days)! It was our first time in Italy and I fell in love. It was a wonderful trip to spend just the two of us. We took a trip with a group of friends to the beach shortly after returning from Roma and spent the weekend there. It was a lot of fun. We celebrated our third anniversary by seeing a dinner show Teatro Zinzanni and it was awesome! It was a wonderful way to celebrate our third year together.

Year Two

Our second year of marriage started back in Southern California after a nice anniversary in the NW. I surprised my husband with a trip to the local mountains I grew up near, as he had never been there. I found a cute little bed and breakfast and reserved the "presidential suite" for the weekend. We celebrated his birthday and enjoyed another nice weekend away after spending several weeks apart.

I started teaching at That College in August and became the director of Forensics and Loving Husband was very helpful assisting with the debate team.

Our second year of marriage was a hard year for me in general, I lost both my grandpa and my dad within two months of each other. LH was my rock during that and was very helpful and loving through that.

At the end of 2005 Loving Husband received a job offer in the NW, however I was under contract at That College through the end of May. So my husband and I prepared and began a six month separation while he began his job in the NW and I wrapped up our lives in California. We saw each other about once a month and talked every day. While a challenge it was good. I moved to the NW in June.

For the first time in... forever I didn't have anything to do. My job at That College was done for the summer. I was planning to teach some online courses for them, but that didn't begin until August and so I found myself alone in a new state with only my husband and our two kitties. I slowly made friends and sorta (not really) studied for the bar exam again.

It was so nice to be in the same house again and to enjoy the beautiful summers that exist here in the northwest. We were reunited with our kitties and enjoyed spending time as a family together. We celebrated our second anniversary at the Space Needle for dinner. It was wonderful, we walked around the area before dinner and Loving Husband won me a prize at the carnival :) It was a nice way to celebrate another challenging by wonderful year together.

Snowing, Moving, & Studying....

Yay weather! This last week has been very pretty with all this snow, but very frustrating to drive around in - solid ice slabs we once called roads are what we have to drive on... Loving Husband last night was out in our drive way chipping the ice off our driveway so that we could park the car in the garage... today it finally warmed up to high 30s so some of the ice melted away and driving around was much easier, and with the sun out it's really pretty!

On another note... we are moving! Yep that's right we're headed further into the city and into a smaller place. This place was nice, but always temporary... so we're still renters, but paying less and have less space. We are signing the lease tonight and will be out of this place by the end of next month - so before the bar exam we'll be in our new place for sure.

That's all for now ... pictures of snow and our new place will follow soon, but I must go listen to a Sale's lecture right now! Yay bar studying!

Road Rage & Bar Exam, II

Life is just out to get me yah Im fatalist, but come after a day like this or certainly a morning like todays? Oh boy howdy

The morning started out just fine, it wasnt like I woke up late or anything, I stumbled outta bed just fine at 6:45. Exam begins at 8. We are required to be in our seats by 7:45. No problem, leave the house by 7, get some breakfast and get there in plenty of time to do a read through of notes.

OOOR I could leave the house at 7:05, get breakfast at 7:15 and while sitting in the drive-thru realize OH SHIT! I left my golden ticket and drivers license at home (shit shit shit shit!) Golden ticket? Read last years blog, its not nearly as interesting to describe the ticket a second time around. Yah so Im a not terribly far from my house, but I am a lot of left turns and straight through intersections from my house all of which have ridiculously long lights.
7:27 arrive at my home get the ticket
7:28 leave turn onto 30th (the last residential road) I plan to still do 50-60mph down it until malevolent woman pulls out from NOT stopping at HER stop sign, I SLAM on my brakes, oh yah theres marks on the road. She then proceeds to be annoyed by my tailgating aka near rear ending and slows to the passive aggressive crawl, f*ck that! (yah I know language, but I am STILL PISSED) So I start to veer into the oncoming traffic lane to pass her and she speeds up! FINE BY ME AT LEAST WERE GOING FASTER! (40mph now) She is so enamored by me, she gets her due when she goes over the speed bumps (recommended 15mph) at 45 mph! Hahahahaahahah! She flips me off I smile and wave at her, I went over it at 30. J Then proceed to get back on her ass because she is slowing again and then we are almost to the end of the road and I am screaming (she might have been able to hear me, actually) PICK WHICH DIRECTION and IM GOING THE OTHER WAY!
7:30 speeding down toward Redmond the longer route to the freeway but at least Im able to do 60 mph (recommended 40)
7:35, I get on the freeway 80mph, ahh feels like home.
7:38 ahh brake lights shit shit shit ok get over to the lane I need to connect to for the 405-S, also a bonus to get out from behind the 70s water truck going 80 still calculating my slow down to about 45, Ive got it timed fine until Water Truck gets over!!!!! SHIT! I hit my brakes, harder than I would have needed too, but not black smoke leaving rubber this time. However, HE got over and hadnt calculated for the 45mph traffic and HE spits up black smoke and tire shit everywhere Yum.
7:40 Im on the 405, less panicked, traffic is moving at 60mph and its only 2 exits up. I pull out my computer and turn it on so that it will boot.
7:44 pull into parking structure, park, go inside and sit down. HOLY CRAP! And Begin. 3 essays, 2 hours later I have the worst headache of my life. Goody only 6 more essays!

Lunch? Get out early, beat the crowd and head out to get lunch I get that no problem then I am again on the freeway and I notice hmm I dont appear to be speeding, my nerves are calming and Im trying to give my poor transmission a break. So, I look to see that Im going the speed limit at least, and not driving like an ol lady in my current catatonic state (due to the still horrific headache that remains at this point) and so I look at my speedometer wanna guess my speed? 0mph zero! So due to the world hating me and increasing my road rage skills, my speedometer was too tired to continue to live. But wait, when I got on the 405-S again, I went from 0 to 60 in less than a second. And continued to appear to work the rest of the way to the testing center. WHAT THE HECK. Guess its God telling me to slow down or to take my car in for that desperate need for an oil change. Not tomorrow, tomorrow Im just not getting out of bed.
The bar exam is overI will not be passing, this is not pessimism but knowing what I studied, what I wrote, and what I certainly didnt write. Example: Tort questions my answer? He certainly will be found liable for an intentional tort if so in fact committed it with intent. Haha!

Cheers, Im done .... until February!

Technology!

Argggg! That's all I have to say. This Examsoft, software is insane. I feel like I'm hacking into the FBI top secret documents simply to be able to take this exam and if I hit one wrong button my computer is going to explode! I remember a similar feeling in law school when I used this technology only with a calm while typing the exam (instead of writing it) and then a surge of panic while it "saved" onto the disk/hard drive/the blackhole... and praying that the last 3 hours of my life where not wasted on nothingness. I'm sitting here after downloading the software and reading the emailed instructions that I am supposed to take a qualification exam and that if I inserted a disk into the floppy drive that it would prompt me to do that... did it? No. Is there anything labled "qual exam"? No. WTF. Well, I guess if all else fails I can write it. Goody!

Results

For all of you that have been waiting and wondering right along with me. Today the results came in. I failed the bar exam. I will have to take it again. I won't be taking it again until February 2007 - so until then I can concentrate on teaching, debating. Peace out.

Merry Christmas. I hope that you all have a blessed holiday.

The Bar

So, most of you know my fate (currently) as to the results of the bar exam. I have technically failed the exam. By 1.5 points. A passer needs an average of 7 (out of 10) for all 18 essay. My average? Yah 6.91! So what does that mean? I am appealing. Yes, appeal appeal appeal. Talk about exhausting, emotional, and down right nerve racking. All I do for the appeal is fax one piece of paper back that simply says REGRADE ESSAYS 7, 10, 14, 15, & 18 (Up to six) and a review committee will take another look at my essay and see if it was improperly scored (hopefully) by 1.5 points SOMEWHERE!!! So, today has been sent selecting those essays... Loving Husband will look at them tonight. Wish me luck.

My Week... AND Results

Saturday, October 8th 5:41pm: I am sitting in the final debate round at PLNU, with all of my students watching the round intently, my husband by my side and a computer with internet access in front of me... So I start to surf the web. I receive an email from my friend and fellow test taker which goes as follows.
"Erp. I don't even know how you're feeling right now, but I didn't see your name and I hope that means they just forgot. I heard they miss a few names each time. Etiquette as I have heard it is that I shouldn't contact you until the news has settled a bit. :( but you're one of the most positive people I know and I just wanted to write you a note to say how STINKIN LAME that Bar is!!!! I think the results are pretty arbitrary, since a lot of my (smart, A student) friends aren't on that list today. Want you to know I'm thinking of you. When you come to visit or move, I am taking you for a few big fat peachy Bellinis! All you can drink! Feel free to call or whatever if you want. I didn't see Kara's name either, sigh. You know what though, you two have jobs!! ;) I'm still a temping wage slave. Ok, chin up, and go appeal the heck out of that exam! Hugs, Ali"
This is the first inkling that I have that a) the test results are posted and b) that I didn't pass. Fishsticks! (Thank you, Mark) So, paniced I race from my inbox to http://www.wsba.org/ and see that yes, in fact, the results have been posted... and yes, my nightmare had come true. My name is NOT THERE! ANYWHERE. But, I am stuck... sitting in this room, with my students for another 20 minutes because I can't get to an exit without drawing massive attention to myself. I then make the statement to Loving Husband, I didn't pass and point to the screen.
Saturday, October 8th - 6:02pm: I race home to check the mail, the letters were mailed out Friday, there is a slim chance it would have gotten there by then... and then I will know what portion I didn't pass! Nothing... I drag the useless and meaningless mail into the house and cry for a good solid 20 minutes... Then I redo my makeup and go meet my team, PLNU team and the APU team for dinner. Mentioning nothing to anyone.
Saturday, October 8th - 8:30pm: Loving Husband and I make the decision that it is best to go distract me from reality and we head over to Kelley's for a previously arranged game night. We played Cranium and Hoopla until almost 1am. It was a great distraction and I thank them all for helping take my mind off of the horrible way I was feeling.
Sunday, October 9th - 2:00am: I cried for an hour and then I finally got to sleep. I just had this horrid recurring feeling that I spent three months away from my husband for NOTHING.
Sunday, October 9th - All Day: I slept until I couldn't sleep anymore... woke up at 12:30pm. I moped around the house. I watched Cinderella, Toy Story, general cartoons - you name it, I just wanted to do nothing. I wallowed.
Monday, October 10th: I had prearranged for my morning class to be canceled. Check mail! No mail. Check mail again! No mail. Check mail again! No Mail - DAMN IT COLUMBUS! Go shopping with Nikki and Jackie... very therapeutic and fun regardless of my mood. I was starting to feel better.
Tuesday, October 11th: Check mail... NO LETTER. Start voicing my disdain for the USPS. Go off to work and tell my students my results... they are sympathetic and are truly positive that no one passes on their first time. It was refreshing..
Wednesday, October 12th: I was at work from 7am-6pm all the time KNOWING that the letter was sitting in my mail box at home - waiting to tell me finally: a) What I had passed/failed b) If I had failed within a range of appealability c) Where I really stood with it all. I made the decision while I was at work that I would take the exam again - in Winter 2007. The exam is only offered twice a year... Winter and Summer. Well, this winter I am teaching, I refused to waste another summer and thus left me with Winter 2007. So, I drive home... straight to the mailbox. NOTHING FROM WSBA!
Thursday, October 13th: I don't work on Thursdays so I slept in a bit, got up did some stuff online and around 11am went to mail some invites for the party... mail had already come, but again NOTHING! The rest of my day was disgruntled, but productive.
Friday, October 14th: TODAY! I wake up, also after sleeping in a bit. Take care of some stuff for work and more party stuff and take more invites to the mailbox. NOTHING! That's it. I came straight back in the house and called the WSBA. Left a voicemail. Within the next hour the woman called back with the following news:
Ethics Portion - PASSED Substantive Portion - IN THE APPEALABLE RANGE** I was 1.5 points away from passing the exam entirely.
** Appealable range means that IF I am missing up to 3 points from a passing grade I can resubmit up to 6 of the 18 essays for entire regrading. The gamble with that is that the grade can go up or DOWN, since it's an entire REGRADING. You will receive copies of all your answers again and you will choose based on the information you have from the original grader which essays you would like regrarded and HOW MANY you would like regraded.
SO WHERE ARE WE NOW?I will get in the next couple of days the procedures for the appeal process and copies of all 18 of my graded essays. I then will have to sit down and see where it is likely that I can pull another 1.5 points from certain essays. I will have to decide how many essays to submit and the gamble that I would be taking if I submit too many. The appeal is due by Monday,October 24th. I do not yet know when the secondary results would be put forth. So, we're back on the prayer track... Guidance for which essays and how many to submit and for leniency on those ReGraders. Beyond all that I am exhausted from the whirlwind of emotions that this week has put me through. Thank you all for your support thus far. It really has helped and means a lot to me.

Bar Results

None yet... But, as the end nears and the waiting period dwindles, I've been weighing and dealing with the fact that people don't really know the exact time in which I receive my results... Some of those close knew the date, but others I could simply put off letting know. Thus if I failed I had a few days to come to grips with that... Well, that's silly. Although prayer won't change the results, it will certainly help calm my nerves as the day approaches all too rapidly now for my stomach to handle. I was a wreck for a few months and studied like crazy, survived the test and did a happy dance and now I am back to being a wreck... ahh full circle.

The last 2 months have been relatively calm, but I woke up on Monday, with this looming dread over my head (sorry for the rhyme) and have yet to shake it entirely. It isn't always beating down on me... but it's there and I'm just plain nauseous.

On October 10th, between 8am-Noon the State Bar Association will be posting (or not posting) my fate. You all can find out at the same time I do (of course I will be awake far sooner than those of you who are not required to be awake before 9am) all you have to is go to the website you will know my fate, just the same as I will. It's simple: if my name is posted, I am happy. if my name is not, I am not happy. Meaning - if my name is posted on the website I have officially past the test to become a lawyer and the last hurdle I will have to endure will be the swearing in as an official officer of the court.

I just have this looming dread. I remember when I tried out for a team in law school and I was certain I had made it. When the email was sent out for those new members, I was completely shocked and had this sense of defeat as I read that email 10 times with no such luck of finding my name. That was for a team that I didn't even care about... THIS is so much bigger. I keep praying for peace about it - whatever will be will be, right? God has a plan and it's his choice, I did the leg-work... but sitting back and relaxing right now, seems like the biggest farce I've ever heard.

Thus, the ticker... you all can know and pray right along with me, up and until the moment I sign online... along with 900 other eager and vomit-pending test-takers.

My methods of procrastination

I wouldn't be me if I hadn't compiled a list of my ways of procrastinating... so for all of you to enjoy... this is how I procrastinated while studying for the bar.

MASTER PROCRASTINATOR 2005
(in no particular order)
1. Scrubbed the bedroom carpet clean (it wasn't even my carpet)
2. Got a kitten
3. Checked the earthquake website AT least 3 times a day
4. Watched every episode I could find of the Gilmore Girls - yes that means OVER 45 hours of it.
5. Cleaned the cat boxes
6. Painted the bathroom wall on a whim
7. then continued to paint the living room wall when the bathroom didn't take as long as desired.
8. Maintained a list of my procrastination methods
9. MYSPACE.COM!!!!
10. Created fun themes for people's myspace pages.

Home

I graduated from law school, packed, moved and left my husband behind. I studied for several weeks, for endless hours at a time and didn't see my husband for 2.5 months. I took the biggest test of my life, and now I am finally home with my husband in So Cal.

It's so strange to be done. I've been working towards the goal of becoming a lawyer for so many years and I have accomplished all that I can to this point in completing that goal. It just feels good to be done.

I've unpacked all my stuff, even did a little cleaning out of stuff that I don't really need (since I didn't use it for 2.5 months)... Enjoyed spending time with Loving Husband... just the two of us. I'm just glad to be home.

I have about a week to relax and enjoy my freedom and then I start my teacher orientation at That College. It is strange to think that I will be teaching starting in 2.5 weeks! But for now... I'm just enjoying being done.

How I think I did...

To avoid having to repeat this answer or refuse to answer it... here's my initial gut reaction. I am not concluding whether or not I passed or not... so don't ask.

DAY ONE: I was up at 5:00am and was out the door before 6:00am... I arrived to receive the equivalent to the "Golden Ticket" - except it was blue and we all got one. But it was required to get into the testing room, like the Golden Ticket was required to get into the Chocolate Factory... so it's sorta the same. Anyway. The room was a huge at the convention center in Bellevue. Our blue card included a letter and a number. I was Q-28. What does that mean? That means the back of the room was labeled A-Z (So 26 seats across... two per table) and 35 rows long. Yah that makes 910 people that were WRITING the exam... minus a few 50... It was crazy. So we had "orientation" and we are provided these "confidential numbers" that mean nothing until the time that we peel off a label from the magic blue ticket that had our name on it and fix it onto the bright pink confidential card that we then take the stub of (also containing our confidential number) and seal the card in an envelop. All the envelops were then collected and we were told they will be placed in a safe deposit box not to be opened until all results are finalized. So on all of our exams we wrote our "confidential number" me: 439... shh don't tell anyone (except the WA State Bar Graders.) So the exam is passed out... silence falls. Not too bad, all tolerable subjects. BREAK! Man 30 minutes goes fast. 3 more essays! LUNCH! Ugh 3 MORE essays. JET OUT GO HOME! Pay $12 for parking. Come home... study. I can purge my brain of several subjects because there is only one question per bar on certain subjects.

**REFLECTION** All those essays I had enough to talk about the whole space... I feel I got a lot of the issues. I couldn't remember Warranty for Fitness of a Particular Purpose! DANG IT! ... Overall oook!

DAY TWO: Leave the house at 7:00 (sleep in?! NO, still awake at 5:00am.) First set of questions are passed out. Read through them... WHAT THE HELL IS THIS!?! Criminal Procedure again.... what the hell did I do yesterday? First set of essays yesterday was Crim pro, or at least I thought it was... ((((PANIC))))) what did I do yesterday if it wasn't crim pro? There is only one crim pro on an exam... this can't be crim pro. Where is the Crim Law? OMG OMG OMG.... WRITE! TIME IS TICKING! Break... large mummers of the same... WHAT THE HELL!? Set Two.... Lunch! And now - we have the bliss of knowing almost postive what the LAST three essays of the bar exam will be: Constitutional Law/Admin Law, Commercial Paper & and mystery... Could be the missing Criminal law, but not likely since we already had two crim pros.... could be a second contract, or a second civ pro. What did we get?! Oh yes, here yah go: Constitutional Law, Contracts & Civil Procedure. What is wrong with this?! First Commercial Paper is on the exam 95% of the time. We were lucky to fall in that 5% it wasn't - oh wait... why the HECK did I just spend 3 days, yes count them THREE days studying what a negotiable instrument was if I didn't have to study it??!?!?!??!?! Yah - AND Constitutional law --- ALWAYS ALWAYS ALWAYS tests  STATE LAW --- not this time. Federal. Did I study Federal? Not since SECOND YEAR OF LAW SCHOOL! And guess what was clouding over that, yah commercial paper.... the Civ Pro question was almost duplicate of the previous one that had already been on the exam... SO - the last three essays... not happy.BUT I could still be ecstatic because it was over. The substantive part of the exam was over. Exam is over I pay $12 for parking AGAIN and I head with Ali (see friends list) and Kara to a restaurant for food, drinks (water of course) and STUDYING! Yes, studying immediately following 9 essays.

**REFLECTION** Besides the total upset in the second day and all the outta left field things that they threw at us... it was sooo great to be done. I feel I did ok. If I totally bombed the Con Law - I feel I have enough points to make it up.

DAY THREE: Woke up at 5:00am AGAIN and for the last time... what an unholy hour that is... and was out the door again by 6:00am for registration where this time I received a white ticket. slightly less flare.... but 3 hours from then I would be done so I am not mourning the loss of my blue ticket that much. Six Professional Responsibility Essays (22.5 minutes each) and then I was D-O-N-E! I wrote them, they were fine, easy as cake compared to the previous two days... and we RACED over to Bellevue Square (the mall) to McDonald's (Kara, Ali and myself) to get breakfast in time. I had my McMuffin by 10:24am... and I was done with the bar exam.

The rest of my day was spent getting my pedicure, eating lunch with Ali and getting my hair cut and dyed (see profile picture) it was most excellent and sooo relaxing. Again, thank you all for encouragement and support and prayers and excitement for me. I am still kind of in shock that I really am done. So glad though. Carol is making me food (steak, corn on the cob and green beans) and Loving Husband is boarding a plane as I type and will be here before 11 tonight! I'm so happy.

So how do I feel I did... A-OK. I studied like mad, more than ever before and I feel I got enough down to get what they were looking for. If it is a true test of mediocrity then I did just fine.

Less than 10...

I have 6 days left to study and I am done in 9. I've done 5 essays today, only missing a few issues consistently, I'll work on memorizing all of those later on tonight. I'm missing the little bits here and there, but really this is a test on big bits and so I am trying to memorize those. Don't get me wrong there's a LOT of big bits.

Here's a taste of what I have been dealing with these last 11 weeks... Topic: Evidence: Subtopic: Hearsay... (you've all heard of that. "OBJECTION, HEARSAY") Which really means: An out of court statement made to prove the truth of the matter asserted, ya? Well there are 34 exceptions to that rule. Yep - where statements made out of court can in fact be brought in.... So you state IT'S NOT ALLOWED, BUT.... it might fall..... and the spiral begins.

Then in property (today's poison of choice) If you have a restrictive covenant (not allowed to do something with your land) it is supposed to run with the land (meaning when you sell the property, the buyer can't do it either), unless the party did not have notice (which can be obtained expressly in the deed, by word of mouth or by obviousness [no circus tents in your backyard. do you see anyone else with them? SEE it's "obvious" it's not allowed.]) However if you can prove that an equitable servitude exists because of this restricted covenant, specific to you - THEN you can have a circus tent - warranting it is not a private nuisance that disrupts the enjoyment and possession of another's property... or a public nuisance that puts the public's health, safety and well being at risk AND you suffer a unique harm! So, got it? That little paragraph is just a SINGLE rule. That does not include the analysis to the specific facts I would have to go through - nor any of the other 10 issues that are held within one essay question. Rinse and repeat.

Confused yet? The good thing... I'm not.

a BIT stressed

Yah - so I am feeling the stress. Two examples.
1. I was sitting in the library today at one of the larger tables that society says I have to share, when someone comes over and asks "can I sit here" - fine have a seat. The lady sits down and for an hour is not a bother in the world and then the nasal drip starts. Full on slimy snorting LOUD sniffling until I FINALLY get up abruptly and leave. It was apparent to Sniffles that she was the cause of this sudden exit. But it just kept building - it was like a slow torture. It just kept getting louder and LOUDER and my iPod could NOT get any louder.... I couldn't take it anymore. I stormed out of the library infuriated and disgusted and I text messaged Carrie with that thought - yes there was an expletive used. It still makes me angry.
2. I called my mom to get an address for the Parrishes - we decided eventually the best would be just to send the card to the church addressed to them. Then this is how the conversation goes: me: "ok I need to get back to studying." mom: "Ok, so how's the weather." (internal) me: OH MY GOSH! (out loud) me: "Sunny" mom: "What?" me: "Sunny" mom: "Funny?" (out loud me, should have been internal me) me: "OH MY GOSH CAN WE TALK ABOUT THE WEATHER IN TWO WEEKS! I HAVE TO GO!" mom: "Sorry." Click - I quickly sent her an email apologizing and she responded with she understood -- but still... yah the stress is getting to me.
I apologize in advance for my rabid actions that any of you are unfortunate to come in contact with.

27 Days... and sadness

Tomorrow is the simulated exam, I am about as close to ready for it as I am close to being 80 years old. Blah. I am so worn out... I just don't want to study anymore, but I have another 8 subjects not even discussed yet, along with the other 14 that we have already covered. Ugh...

My energy is low - feeling sad too since I just found out that my Jaggie (Grandma's sister... name is a long story, but I digress) was give 4-7 DAYS to live and it is really sad, but at the same time - it's one of those mixed feelings sort of things, because she's 85. I mean she's lived her life and now what's left of it is mostly pain, so it would be selfish to have her loom on this earth to avoid the sadness of her departure. I wish I was there to be able to say goodbye. My mom and grandma are driving down there  tomorrow to see her. Mom's going to take pictures from my graduation, because we hadn't seen her since then. Just sad, makes it hard to concentrate on anything but that.

Myspace & The Library

***This post was transfered from my Livejournal... which contrary to my statements has been abandoned***

So I have decided to finally give in and join Myspace.com and enjoy the luxuries that are over there as well as what Livejournal offers me. However, UNLIKE Britton - I am not going to abandon my Livejournal, because really - it's home. But if you would like to read rant-specifics about my studying progress feel free to hop over and take a look. :-D But I wanted to double post my last Myspace post because I was so amused by it. So here it is....
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The Library


In all my years of school I have avoided the library like the plague. "They are too quite" - was always the reasoning I remembered... and today I remembered the other reason - there are too many crazy people there.

And since my swearing off of libraries back in '97 (really this is an arbitrary date, I'm not so strange as to have created a binding oath to abide by, but anyway I digress...) the people have gotten crazier and louder - So, at least the library is loud enough now.

Since I am up in the NW and not in the comforts of my own home I have had to find different locations to study at. I normally for college and law school simply studied at home. However, my In-Law's place is just too distracting with all the people in and out of the house - and Borders, Starbucks and the like don't provide ample space and electrical outlets with the regular predictability that I need.... so not knowing the area and not having my campus here I set off for the public library.

Now, back to the crazy people...

Ms. Correspondence: I am sitting at a large table for four, there is a lady sitting on the other side working on her "correspondence" she occasionally looks up, looks right at me and bulges her eyes out. Now, before I came in here - I looked normal enough not to warrant eye-bulging and I have only been here for about an hour so it can't be ME that is in need of these eye-bulging nonverbals. Secondly, she keeps randomly saying "Dear" and "Sincerely" and "TTYL" under her breathe but clearly OUT LOUD, hence her name.

Mr. Grunt and Look: A man recently came in and sat at the table next to me with a cd-walkman, a news paper and a few cds... I assume that his grunts are a result of moving piece of the song, but I think he forgets this and looks around (for what I can only assume) is to see who made the noise. He's a happy man, big smiles and is enjoying putting cds in and out of the cases.

Miss Lost Internet Girl: There is a girl in front of me at one of the computer terminals that I can only assume is doing research for "censorship" because she keeps getting the recycled block window from the public library. Haha - THIS by the way has been the cause of Mr. Grunt and Look to crane his neck all the way around to see what she is looking at. (Which currently is a piercing website?! I think.) Mr. Grunt has now decided to be less conspicuous and has moved to the computer next to hers to join in the fun (he's 40 and I am sure Miss Lost is now freaked out.)

So, how's my studying going? You decide. However, if nothing else the library has become a much more entertaining place to sit for a few hours. I'm going to go TRY and write an essay now.