Wednesday, April 25, 2007


this is flipping ridiculously funny and it made me laugh hysterically.

big whoop!

Monday, April 16, 2007

Trendy baby names, 2007


1. Ebenezer
2. Clyde
3. Myron
4. D'Michael
5. Eustice
6. Hustice
7. O'Shaughenssy
8. Chandler
9. Methuselah
10. Clain


1. Bertha
2. Beulah
3. Chandler
4. Joey
5. Ross
6. Madyssyin
7. Estelle
8. Madycyn
9. Medicine
10. Bricka

Friday, April 13, 2007

blank slate

Hi. I officially have nothing to say. That means it's that special part of the semester when law school has sufficiently beat me into physical, mental and spiritual submission that I can't think of anything original or witty to write about and am reduced to whiny posts like this. So I'll do what I used to do when I lived in Brazil and just list things that I have done lately, because THAT's gotta be interesting.

1. Sold something off craigslist without being raped/murdered.* I sold a Guster ticket for next Friday to this guy named Jim. I told him to meet me in front of the Starbucks on Mass Ave. and that I would be wearing a green fleece. It was all very drug-dealish, which made me feel cool. The outcome was that I got $30 and Jim got an awesome ticket to the Guster show next weekend, so everybody wins. Except me, actually, since I paid $50 for that ticket.

2. Went to the Harvard public interest auction, where people wore tuxedos and evening gowns. I wore jeans, bid $30 on a $25 gift certificate to a bar, and didn't win. High roller. Anyway the highlight of the whole thing was that some old dude from the HLS class of '50 donated a brick from the old library that he found in the trash, suggesting that someone could use it as a paperweight.... and it sold for $700. Seriously... $700... a brick. I'll just let that sink in for a minute.**

3. Found an apartment in Buenos Aires for this summer. It's fabulous and beautiful and wonderful and I can't wait to be there, yippee!

4. Saw the first April snow shower I've seen in many a long year. Love ya, Boston!

5. Was interested in my property class for like 5 minutes today, it was glorious! I was raising my hand and participating and stuff! Unfortunately, that short burst of interest went away and I have returned to my general dislike of property law. Easy come, easy go.

.... I think that's about it. I never promised you a rose garden.

* Yet.
** Someone bought a brick for $700.

Monday, April 02, 2007

Fulfillment, i.e. California

California makes me feel whole. Which is not to say that I feel empty when in other places, but maybe a bit Swiss-cheezy sometimes. I guess there are little gaps that only California can fill. Like my need to see palm trees (even if they are not native to Northern California and were artifically imported there years ago) and a blue ocean every day. I suppose if I really wanted to, I could make it to the ocean here in Massachusetts, but it would be grey, and it would be the Atlantic, and it would probably smell like cod. More California things that I need on a regular basis-- the smell of eucalyptus trees, big Asian markets with weird fruit, caterpillar rolls, drinking wine outside, having picnics with fresh mozzarella and tomato salad, blood oranges, cable cars (except for the stupid, fake tourist ones that aren't attached to cables and freewheel around the city), pale pink houses, big cacti in pots, malls called "Gallerias," See's candy, heaping towers of frozen yogurt with rainbow sprinkles, twinkle lights in the summer, red-tile roofs, the Great Highway, wetsuits, gatorade hippies, actual hippies, big bridges, people wearing Stanford sweatshirts, foghorns, and on and on.

I was just back in San Francisco for my spring break. I've said it a million times but I am a West Coast girl when it comes down to it, and every time I go back to California, I internally kick myself a bit for being on the wrong side of the country, where it's cold and people wear black and navy. Then I remind myself that I specifically chose to go to law school on the East Coast, and that I am witnessing a different American culture, living a different American life, mixing it up when I'm still young enough to do so. So it's good. It's good. It's Boston. There's lobster and clam chowder and regattas and Irish pubs. It just doesn't make me feel as much of myself as California does.

Well, California will still be there when I graduate from law school -- that is, unless the Big One happens and the entire West Coast breaks off into the ocean and floats away into oblivion.