Irony

“The irony is that often those that feel the most need for control, are themselves the ones being controlled by their own fears, insecurities, and doubts.”

Carlos Felfoldi

Jazz's Halloween Costume

My dog is going to be Dogzilla for Halloween. How much fun will this be???

I know I don't have time to dress up the dog, but it's the little things I have left in my life that make me happy. That makes my life sound sad, but it's really not, just busy!

Dear GPS

Dear GPS,

Let's talk about how you consistently drive me through the ghetto. I'm talking the worst parts of the worst cities in NJ ever. Yesterday was no exception. I was going to pick up a client's records for work from a really nice, ritzy, neighborhood. No problem. How did you take me? Through the worst section of Newark in the world. Dear lord. So, as I'm driving, this man knocks on my passenger side windows, frantically. I rolled it down enough to hear him say, "Don't you hear all the people honking at you? You are dragging your oil pan! Your car is smoking and sparks are everywhere! You are going to set your car on fire! Oh my god, pull over! I will help you!"

Stop. Jessica is not street smart. Jessica, however, realizing that her car is a lot smarter than she is, would have at least set off a billion buzzers by now and I would think I could hear or feel my car dragging something along side the Garden State Parkway, no?

However, my low air light came on earlier that day, so I was thinking, "OH MY GOD, the car is going to catch on fire."

But, I decided to pull into a gas station about a half block up. I'm, of course, wearing a suit skirt. I try to peer under the car to see if anything was dragging or if there is a trail of oil down S. Orange Avenue. I see neither. So I call my husband and explain the situation to him. Immediately he asks if there are lights blinking on the car. I told him no.

I then asked the proprietor of the gas station if he could help me. He looked under the car and also saw nothing. He had me drive around the gas station a few times and also saw nothing. He then looked at me and said, "They try to rob you and steal car. Not a good place. Get out. Roll up your windows, lock your doors and get away."

Hubs met me on the side of the parkway and he checked out the car. Nothing was wrong with it. Fabulous.

That goes in my ghetto story file for the week.

All nighter

Okay, it wasn't all night, but I'm old and 3:00 a.m. is late for me. Our first draft of our very first legal writing assignment was due this morning at 9:00 a.m. I started it last week and have been working on it. I just didn't realize how long it was going to take me to finish it up and the panic attack that would ensue at some point (thank you Bridgette for talking me off the ledge at midnight, LOL). I spent most of my weekend working on outlines and typing up notes, reviewing what we did in the first four weeks, and allotted a few hours for the assignment. Bad move.

Anyone, it's safe to say that I won't be putting anything off until last minute again. I did get to listen to lots of new music as I worked on it. I missed all of NFL football today. That sucked. And it's safe to say that today, I will be living on this:



So is Monday. Sigh.

First Game!

The First Carolina Game of 2009 at our house coincided with our first party with law school friends. As I remarked to my husband in the liquor store last night, law school has really improved my alcohol tolerance. I'm not joking - there is alcohol at every turn. Of course a house full of law school students and my BILs - we put down a few cases of beer. We didn't get to sleep until almost 4 and I had to be at SBA at 9:30 am. I made it!

I also got my school issued flu shot on Thursday. I figured if I'm going to be in close proximity to 70 other students, someone is bound to give someone else the flu and there is no way I can miss a week of work and school to be sick. Plus, I'm a BIG FAT BABY and cannot handle being sick. My arm still hurts from the shot. See? Big Baby.

Okay, need to knock out a Legal Writing Paper before Gametime! Fun times!

Three weeks under the belt

Three weeks under my belt. I was elected to SBA and have now tried out for the ADR team (Alternative Dispute Resolution). One of my professors made me cry. I didn't read for a class and got called on (and did okay!).

My body has pretty much adapted to the schedule - the first two weeks were rough. I was mentally and physically exhausted. Now I'm just trying to figure out how to get all of my work done. I slept for sixteen straight hours yesterday. SIXTEEN. Do you think I might have needed it? I was up for six more hours and went back to sleep.

Tonight - Civil Procedure and Legal Writing. I have to finish a draft of my first assignment by Friday. I can do it, I think.

The Gamecocks Won!

Another week of law school is over. If you are keeping track, this would be the second week. I will say I'm getting into a better routine and my body and mind are adjusting to the 14 hour days. I do miss my naps, though. Napping is a big deal in my family, both maternally and paternally. Big Al takes a nap everyday when he comes home from work and my mom is famous for yelling at me for interrupting her nap time when I call her on weekends.

Last night the Gamecocks played their first day and it happened to coincide with my Civil Procedure Class. That was sad. I like Civil Procedure, but I love my Gamecocks. Luckily, there was only about a 35 minute overlap and I was able to keep track of the score on ESPN360.

I think, however, my classmates underestimated my love of the Gamecocks. I showed up at school in a jersey and with a "Beat NC State" sticker on. I hope I didn't scare them with the whole "Go Gamecocks" thing.

Oh well. That's just Jess. Ha.

Up next: Georgia on September 12! Party at my house :)

Another New Camera!

I know that I just blogged about getting a new camera that kicks butt. Well, speaking of butt, I dropped my Canon Elph in the toilet at a bar on Saturday night, so I had to get a new one. Awesome. Note, this is not the expensive one listed below, this was out point and shoot that we got two years ago right after we got engaged. It was an amazing camera and I loved it. So, upon waking up on Sunday and realized the episode in the Bar B bathroom was not a dream, I drove to Best Buy and bought the above camera. It is 12 megapixels. I don't even know what that means, but evidently, that means awesome in camera language. Oh, and I got it in bright red. Not by choice, but I think it will be rocking.

Thank goodness our photos of the debaucherous evening (which included Java Monsters, Mac and Cheese, the East Village, a phone booth, dead raccoons, CRIF dogs, leaving my BIL in Manhattan, and an English girl telling people in the park not to sell drugs), were saved. I do need to upload those, but that would require time and the actual act of sitting in front of a computer that's not related to work or school.

This weekend. I promise. I also promise Jen I'll post snake and champagne photos.

It's Gameday!

There are fewer things that make me happier than the sound of 2001 or the Carolina Fight Song. I'd even give up an hour of sleep for them. That's a big deal right now. I'm sort of sad kickoff is during my Civil Procedure Class where I'll be learning about heightened pleadings. No matter. I will be wearing my Jersey and immediately run to a television set when class is over at 7:35.