I'm beyond exhausted. Only two other events in my life have knocked me on my ass this hard: my second marathon (also known as the "day I was so dehydrated I could not cry") and being the maid of honor in my best friend's wedding.
I've been reduced to an infant: I need to eat and sleep every 3 hours. As if I hadn't learn my lesson about planning, I've had to chuck all my ideas about how I was going to spend my few post-Bar days in Cali. What have I been doing instead? Sleeping, reading, sleeping, going for a walk, sleeping, shopping, sleeping. Do you see a pattern?
I missed something I really, really wanted to go to today. Maybe it's for the best, I'm not the best company right now. Meeting new people takes more than I have - focus, the ability to pay attention, process information, have synapses fire consistently enough to make conversation, etc.
I'm trying not to push - my fatigue is not just physical and fighting it will not help. I've planned to have an adventure tomorrow (in some form), so hopefully I can break out of my stupor.
Sunday, July 31, 2005
Saturday, July 30, 2005
les rêves
My best friend called me at 7:30 a.m. the day after the Bar to tell me that she was sorry.
Not good.
And a little disconcerting.
After going over logistical details as to how I planned to get from Oakland back to her place, she finally leveled with me. She had a dream. In it, I showed up at her place and announced that I was engaged to a guy named Scott - a guy I had never even mentioned before. In her dream, she called me every name in the book. She could tell that was being irrational and over-the-top, but she couldn't stop herself. And so - even though she knew none of that had *actually* happened - she felt guilty, and needed to apologize. In turn, I promised that I would never get engaged to a guy named Scott. And then, of course, I asked the $64,000 question:
"So, uh, was he cute?"
Not good.
And a little disconcerting.
After going over logistical details as to how I planned to get from Oakland back to her place, she finally leveled with me. She had a dream. In it, I showed up at her place and announced that I was engaged to a guy named Scott - a guy I had never even mentioned before. In her dream, she called me every name in the book. She could tell that was being irrational and over-the-top, but she couldn't stop herself. And so - even though she knew none of that had *actually* happened - she felt guilty, and needed to apologize. In turn, I promised that I would never get engaged to a guy named Scott. And then, of course, I asked the $64,000 question:
"So, uh, was he cute?"
Friday, July 29, 2005
Krusty!
Krusty, it's YOUR fault that someone reached my site because it comes up #4 on a google search for malayalam aunty pics.
Also, to my reader in Canada who googles "maisnon" every few days, presumably to find my site. Dude, you can remember maisnon - you can get here without google!
Also, to my reader in Canada who googles "maisnon" every few days, presumably to find my site. Dude, you can remember maisnon - you can get here without google!
Breaking radio silence...
So kids, it's over. GOOD things from the past few days:
Hanging out with my friend Kevin - he was my best friend from the summer class last year. I hadn't seen him in a year (!!), so it was fun to have him as my dinner buddy all week. Soon, very soon, I'll be living here and having adventures with him all the time.
Having the bestest bar exam support group EVER! I appreciated all the emails and phone calls, y'all. On site, one of my BarBri crew had her mom stay with her in the hotel. She hooked us up with food and deep breathing exercises at lunch every day. How sweet is that?? AND she took us to Chez Panisse for a late dinner last night. I called her Mom (sorry, Mom.)
I know about ... mmm.... fifteen people in the Bay area, and 12 of them, as it turns out, were taking the Bar in Oakland with me. I ran into nearly every person I summered with, some people who summered in the other Bay area office of the firm, as well as my roomie from last summer and HER friend. Craziness.
Meeting members of the Blawgination! Who sat next to me during the Bar? That's right -
I Fought the Law. Who did I run into in one of the massive lines for the elevator? Ms. Chai herself. We shared a BIG hug, like long-lost friends. I suppose, in a way, we are - after this craaazy summer. (We had drinks post-Bar, very very fun!) I ran into GG filling up on water before the last day. I'm horrified to admit that I introduced myself as my BLOG NAME, and never gave her my actual name - what is up with that???
But here's the very best thing: this is the first day I have all to myself in a long, long, LONG time. There are no papers to be written, no applications to fill out, no readings that need to be done before class, no second round edits on an article, no cramming for an exam.
I'm just me again.
Hanging out with my friend Kevin - he was my best friend from the summer class last year. I hadn't seen him in a year (!!), so it was fun to have him as my dinner buddy all week. Soon, very soon, I'll be living here and having adventures with him all the time.
Having the bestest bar exam support group EVER! I appreciated all the emails and phone calls, y'all. On site, one of my BarBri crew had her mom stay with her in the hotel. She hooked us up with food and deep breathing exercises at lunch every day. How sweet is that?? AND she took us to Chez Panisse for a late dinner last night. I called her Mom (sorry, Mom.)
I know about ... mmm.... fifteen people in the Bay area, and 12 of them, as it turns out, were taking the Bar in Oakland with me. I ran into nearly every person I summered with, some people who summered in the other Bay area office of the firm, as well as my roomie from last summer and HER friend. Craziness.
Meeting members of the Blawgination! Who sat next to me during the Bar? That's right -
I Fought the Law. Who did I run into in one of the massive lines for the elevator? Ms. Chai herself. We shared a BIG hug, like long-lost friends. I suppose, in a way, we are - after this craaazy summer. (We had drinks post-Bar, very very fun!) I ran into GG filling up on water before the last day. I'm horrified to admit that I introduced myself as my BLOG NAME, and never gave her my actual name - what is up with that???
But here's the very best thing: this is the first day I have all to myself in a long, long, LONG time. There are no papers to be written, no applications to fill out, no readings that need to be done before class, no second round edits on an article, no cramming for an exam.
I'm just me again.
Sunday, July 24, 2005
NB: I've got dreams
sapner: i've been having law dreams every single night
sapner: it was only mildly annoying but THEN on the day i studied crim law/ crim pro
sapner: guess who featured?
sapner: (you actually have to guess)
maisnon17: WHITEBREAD
sapner: nope
sapner: go again
maisnon17: hmmm
maisnon17: [annoying fellow law student]?
sapner: no
sapner: last chance
maisnon17: scalia?
maisnon17: (what a nightmare that would be!)
sapner: oh lord. MIRANDA!!!!!
sapner: from SATC
sapner: it was only mildly annoying but THEN on the day i studied crim law/ crim pro
sapner: guess who featured?
sapner: (you actually have to guess)
maisnon17: WHITEBREAD
sapner: nope
sapner: go again
maisnon17: hmmm
maisnon17: [annoying fellow law student]?
sapner: no
sapner: last chance
maisnon17: scalia?
maisnon17: (what a nightmare that would be!)
sapner: oh lord. MIRANDA!!!!!
sapner: from SATC
Saturday, July 23, 2005
En anglais, s'il vous plaît.
Feoffment involved a symbolic delivery of land by livery of seisin.
Whatever, bitches. I'm sick of reading shite that sounds like goddamn King Arthur and the Knights of the Round Table. I'm ready to joust over it, yo.
Whatever, bitches. I'm sick of reading shite that sounds like goddamn King Arthur and the Knights of the Round Table. I'm ready to joust over it, yo.
She get it from her mama
IM with my mom:
Supermaisnon: don't forget something to drink.
maisnon17: i have to be careful with the drinks as i don't want to have to go to the bathroom during the exam
maisnon17: and we're not allowed to have water with us during the exam
Supermaisnon: they are showing a marathon of a show called "Good Times" I used to enjoy that.
Supermaisnon: is it because you can spill the water
maisnon17: No, it's b/c they want to control the universe.
Supermaisnon: thought so too
Supermaisnon: don't forget something to drink.
maisnon17: i have to be careful with the drinks as i don't want to have to go to the bathroom during the exam
maisnon17: and we're not allowed to have water with us during the exam
Supermaisnon: they are showing a marathon of a show called "Good Times" I used to enjoy that.
Supermaisnon: is it because you can spill the water
maisnon17: No, it's b/c they want to control the universe.
Supermaisnon: thought so too
Word.
Greetings maisnon--
Here is your horoscope for Saturday, July 23:
You're in the mood to work, and work hard. In general, that's not unusual for you, but this type of focus is similar to being obsessed. Take a deep breath and force yourself to at least try to be objective.
Here is your horoscope for Saturday, July 23:
You're in the mood to work, and work hard. In general, that's not unusual for you, but this type of focus is similar to being obsessed. Take a deep breath and force yourself to at least try to be objective.
Friday, July 22, 2005
Absence
DTG: i miss you
maisnon: awww
maisnon: no, no - i'll say what you said when i said something similar
maisnon: how much have you had to drink??
DTG: ha ha, yeah - i probably said that.
maisnon: awww
maisnon: no, no - i'll say what you said when i said something similar
maisnon: how much have you had to drink??
DTG: ha ha, yeah - i probably said that.
Music moves the mind
Speaking of my iPod, I'm gearing up for my "pre-fight" psych-up with tuneage. A sampling:
- I believe in Miracles (thanks to Shuffle itself for the suggestion)
- Mama said Knock you out - Ladies Love Cool James (I'M GONNA KNOCK YOU OUT)
- Gotta have Faith - George Michael
- Today - Smashing Pumpkins
What do you rock when you need to get yourself pumped?
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