It would seem that is the way it goes here today on the LoT. I have a bit more time than you but very little motivation. Okay, the fact that I am probably going to see people tomorrow I haven't seen in years or that I am supposed to be going to a party tonight....

But I'm tired.

I just got done getting ready. I even put on makeup!! Boy do I feel different. I have never imagined myself having such dark hair. She even straightened it. I guess my neice liked it straight because she gave me her hair straightener when I dropped off Nickolas.

Straight hair. Wow. I'd love to see what my hair looks like straight. I have poufy wild do as it pleases hair.

Do you think your hair might get lighter after a bit? I know when I first color it is extremely dark.

I hope you have a great time!

As opposed to gay hair?

For the record~

I have no opposition to gay hair.

:p

Not that I know what exactly it would be {could it be the Flock of Seagulls 'do?} but I don't mind at all.

Poufy, fly away, gray...all of that gives me grrrrief.

I know you're all dying to hear the latest in the saga of this stupid moot court competition.

So, finally they brought in the moot court adviser, who this year happens to be the nice coach from my last competition. She knows me, and knows my work ethic, and knows that if I say I can't do something it's because there is no conceivable way I can do something and not just that I'm lazy or recalcitrant.

I think what happened is that usually SU runs this competition. So, in the past they've always just managed to assign their teams the same sides as in the in-house. (The other schools don't use the same problem for their in-house competitions, so that's not an issue for them.) And when they decided to let another school host this year they didn't consider what it would mean once that school had control over side assignments.

So, our school is talking to the other school, and if they can get us the same side then my team mate and I can compete. And if they can't get us the same side, my former coach agrees that with the clerkship interview and whatnot that I have other priorities unforeseen at the time I entered the competition, so they will find a way for my team mate to compete with a new partner, so that she won't have to be penalized. And I will be excused without penalty.

So, now I wait to see what happens.

Silence of the Lambs goes together well with macaroni and cheese.

Need some Chianti, Matt?


Hey, Pru- that's good news!:snap:

Just got home!

We had a blast. My friend's son was our taxi service. Her aunt and cousin went with us. It was great. Having her aunt there was like having my mom with me. I could not have asked for a better present.

The other friend (who's b-day is 1 week after mine) decided to ride over with someone else, and just meet us there. To me it was pretty rude, since GiAnna (friend #1) bought our tickets. We finally met up with them right as we were getting ready to leave.

I even got waited on by a quasi-reality show-whore-celebrity. Pumpkin from Flavor of Love and Charm School is from Bakersfield. After Flavor of Love she was fired as a substitute teacher. Whe was manning the Michelobe truck. I thought she looked familiar. When she brought me by beer I asked her if she was who I thought she was. She didn't want to admit it, but later I saw her posing for pictures.

At 8 I called my sister to check on Boy and to say goodnight. They both (him and Lorene) got a laugh out of where I was calling from. I was sitting at the feet of a cop, drinking a beer. There were cops everywhere. After I said goodnight to Nick I looked up at the cop and told him my 10 year old son was pleased that I was safe and amused that I was dirnking next to a cop. He laughed and then had to take off in a hurry. They had spotted a bit of trouble down the way from where we were.

There were BPD officers everywhere. It is fun to sit back and people watch at events like this. You could see people getting drunker and drunker as the night wore on.



As for the hair straghtening thing, for those who haven't seen me, I have thick hair that tends to do some major frizzing and poofiing. I hate messing with it, it just seems like a waist of tiome. My neice knows this and took much joy in passing her iron to me.

Ok, I am off the internets now. Using the backspace is killing my pinky. Friends should not let froends type drunk.

You're going to regret that one in the morning