Saturday, February 26, 2005

Saturday In The Library

I got a couple of law review articles, a treatise, and over a dozen cases printed out. An hour in the library is enough. I'm out.

Just as The U walks in no less. But even she is not enough to keep me here.

Fitness Assessment

Time for me to get to the gym so Valerie can tell me how unfit I am.

UPDATE: Damn. I'm way out of shape. Not that I didn't know that already but Valerie helped to emphasize just how out of shape I am. Anyway, she's cute but not cute enough to get me to shell out $369 for 10 training sessions. She did give it her best shot though and by that I mean to say that there was a lot of shameless flirting going on. And the best part of it was that she did this after giving me several looks of "how can you be such an ass" during the assessment. She deserves some sort of bonus for having put up with me for an hour and still having enough to go through her "sales pitch."

UPDATE: My arms and legs are like Jello. Jello that hurts.

So True

I guess that would make me the six-eyed fish.

Friday, February 25, 2005

It's Not Just Me

I don't believe though, for me anyway, that it has anything to do with sports. Girls just tend to look cuter in them.

By the way, #4 is very true as well. It really isn't the size that matters but in how they are presented. I like mine presented with whipped cream and cherries on top.

I Work For Cheap

And before anyone comments, yes, you do get what you pay for.

Shoot The Hostage

You're done taking a shower at the gym. You realize you forgot to bring a towel. What do you do?
  1. Throw on your clothes and hope no one recognizes.
  2. Wait in the shower stall until you air dry.
  3. You scream for help.
  4. You try to fan yourself dry by frantically waving your hands at your body.
  5. You peek your head outside of your shower stall to make sure no one has come into the locker room. Assured that no one else is in there, you make your way to the paper towel dispenser to dry yourself off in front of the mirror only to be caught doing so by someone coming into the locker room.
This may be a pop quiz that can only be answered by law review types.

Stat Of The Day

All I know is that third tier prospects in the LA area are not that good this year.

Thursday, February 24, 2005

Quote This

"You are not whipped enough." - Tessa

Ouch Or Haha?

Scene: Career Service Center

Cocky Law Student*: I heard Smith & Smith moved their interview date back to March 4th.
Career Center Receptionist: That's correct.
Cocky Law Student (with a "they can't do this to me and things must change because I'm so important" tone of voice): Well that causes a problem for me because I have to leave for a Moot Court competition on the 2nd.
Career Center Receptionist (checking her papers): Oh, you don't have to worry... you didn't make it onto their interview list.
Brian (overhearing as he waits to be interviewed): hahahhahaha

*Names changed to protect the innocent.

Wednesday, February 23, 2005

Stat Of The Day

I thought Brian had this site bookmarked.

It's The Thought That Counts (What Was She Thinking?)

I was talking to one of my mentees on Monday and it came up that I didn't like cake. In fact, I really hate cake unless it's cheesecake, which really isn't cake. Anyway, what I hate most about cake - especially birthday cakes - is the frosting, which I didn't tell my mentee.

So guess what I got today... a belated birthday cake - a spice cake - baked by said mentee. Heavy on the white frosting with blue lettering and 27 blue candles (apparently too many candles for 4 people to get them all lit up at once - a good sign I'm really old).

I tried some when I got home. It's surprisingly good - save the frosting. Not so much surprisingly so because I hate cake. But more so because it was baked by my mentee.

Thank you Tessa.

Moot Court Tip

Quiz Time





You Are the Very Gay Peppermint Patty!





Softball is the huge tipoff here...
As well as a "best friend" who loves to call her "sir"

Tuesday, February 22, 2005

One Drink And I'm Done

The makers of RU-21, the "miracle" hangover cure reputedly developed for Soviet spies, have developed a product to keep you drunk.

If you take a tablet you need less alcohol to stay drunk, they claim. Emil Chiabery, a co-founder of the company, told The Telegraph from his offices in Los Angeles: "I never drink and there's no personal story. But RU-21 Red prolongs drunkenness and enhances intoxication."

But among its ingredients are acids that are natural anti-oxidants and reportedly rid the body of some of the harmful by-products of alcohol breakdown that lead to hangovers.

Quiz Time





Your Seduction Style: The Natural





You don't really try to seduce people... it just seems to happen.
Fun loving and free spirited, you bring out the inner child in people.
You are spontaneous, sincere, and unpretentious - a hard combo to find!
People drop their guard around you, and find themselves falling fast.




Taken from NDC.

Fuckin' A I'm Fat

So I went to LA Fitness to sign up for a membership. As part of the deal to get me to sign up they did a quick assessment of my health which consisted of me telling them my height and weight and then holding on to this gadget to assess my body fat. 23.2%. Now I don't put much stock into those gadgets, but damn... 23.2%. And really, how far off can those things be? Taking that number and using a chart, the guy figured I was in poor health. I was sold, which was probably the whole point of it to begin with, but the fact was I was going to sign up if my body fat put me in the excellent health range anyway. But hey, I guess it's extra motivation.

Anyway, the guy said I need to bring my weight to about 165, which is about 20 lbs. lighter than what I currently am. He said it should take me 4-5 months. We'll see about that.

Probably Wouldn't Hire Bison Either

What Do You Like Best About Being A Lawyer? If You're A Law Student, What Do You Think You'll Like Best?

Evan poses those questions and got a long comment thread out of it. Here are a few of those comments I found interesting.

As a prospective law student (so really, really setting myself up for disillusionment), I think I'll like the part, like Evan said, about becoming an expert on something that I didn't know anything about. But then again I want to study sport law. So I might become an agent. Then it will be the money. Or my trophy wife.

Once upon a time I might have had an answer to this question, but as a jaded 3L, I'm definitely drawing a blank. Maybe the ability to write letters that strike fear into the hearts of men?

It is unfortunate to see so many lawyers who no longer like what they do. As a trial lawyer, I still love the thrill of a trial. That first few minutes in an opening statement is magic. The world belongs to me. Nothing matters for anyone but the words coming out of my mouth. I savor those moments...

Then my client opens his mouth and all comes crashing down!

Interesting to read the comments from law students. It is so long ago now from when I was in law school that I doubt anything I experienced then is relevant now, but it's odd to read the aspirations of students, even if partially in jest. It seems to me that law students have aspirations, and then when they graduate they need to get jobs. Some get the jobs they want, and a lot just get jobs. Then you use your skills for the work your employer wants you to use them for, not for whomever you'd like to use them for. And soon it won't even occur to you that your goal was to represent the downtrodden, or whomever, if that was your goal. My goal sure wasn't to be a litigator, and that's what I've been my whole career.

You guys are all too young, or too healthy. The best thing about being a lawyer is being a retired lawyer.

Poor Mike does seem slightly delusional about law and productivity. From society's point of view, two of the worse things about the legal profession are: (1) too many of our best minds go into law; and (2) too many mediocre minds (and hearts) go into law.

I've been an achiever since I was five years old. But law school has put an end to that. Being a law student has made me come face to face with my weaknesses. I guess that's what being a lawyer is also like --- you just cannot win it all.

Go read the rest of the comments here.

As for myself, I didn't come into law school with the goal of becoming a lawyer. As I was interning for a Congressman, I learned that just about everyone working for him either had a law degree or was working on getting one. It was with that in mind that I decided to give the LSAT a try and have that decide whether or not I was meant for law school.

It wasn't until sometime towards the end of my first semester that it dawned on me that being a lawyer just might be my calling. To be sure, there has since then been many a times that I've questioned whether or not I was sane when I came to that realization. But the answer is that I'm still in law school and I wouldn't be if there wasn't something about it that I really loved - for why else would put myself through all this crap?

But that only answers why I like being a law student. It doesn't answer what I think I will like best about being a lawyer. I don't think I'll actually know until I become one. But being a lawyer is probably the closest thing there is to being what I like about being a law student.

Celebrities Not Only Create The Best Gossip

They also know the best gossip.

I'm No Actor Either

Monday, February 21, 2005

Quote This

"Awwww... you broke his honky tonk heart." - Wayne

Yup. I am loved.

Co-Author Of Biz Ass Casebook, Blogs

He also has an AOL account for email, so maybe I can IM him oneday about the business judgment rule.

Why I Try To Stay Away From The Philippines

Now if someone were to be portraying Miss Grimace, I'd be on the first flight out there.

Stat Of The Day

Don't look at me, try Deli77 instead.

Wiggle Jiggle, Yellow Middle

(via Boing Boing)

Why Is It The Japanese Come Up With The Coolest/Weirdest/Stupidest Crap?

Pun wholly intended for Brian.

Sunday, February 20, 2005

Happy Birthday to Wayne!

Today is Wayne's birthday. Happy Birthday Wayne! I think he turned like 80 or something. But as we always say, he still is not as old as Anne. Happy birthday buddy!