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Just so you know I'm not dead. This summer has just been kicking my butt all over the place. We had a death in the family. Tyler lost his grandfather after a long painful battle with pancreatic cancer. This was the first grandparent that Tyler has lost and it is really causing him to look at his mortality in a new (and often depressing) way. For the first time I see fear in his eyes when he talks about the future...and the other night he actually told me that he has no idea what he will do if I ever die and leave him. I know that all I can do is reassure him that everything will be ok...but I really wish there was something I could do to make him feel the same way he did a few months ago.
On the work front things have gotten really interesting. It seems that everyone's lives here are completely insane. From people getting divorced after 27 years of marriage. My favorite line from this was "I never loved them I just didn't know it." I just wanted to shake the person and be like you are ssssoooo full of crap you just want to sleep with that hot little 22 year old you started dating without feeling guilt about the spouse you are leaving behind. (I know I shouldn't be so judgmental but damn people show some class.) Also another lawyer here spent a night in jail regarding to the fact that their home life is falling apart. It just makes me realize more and more that those people here that dedicate their lives to this job more then they do their families are doomed to be miserable.
I haven't been home in a very long time and am starting to really really get home sick. However, I get my parents for a week this x-mas holiday which will really help with all of that. (The fact that my brother and his wife are turning into complete screw ups is really helping me get more time with my parents because it is no longer a questions of whether or not they should go there.)
Well I guess this is a long enough post to let everyone know I ok. (Oh yeah I still suffer from Subway rage and everyone here is weirdly obsessed with the idea that we are going to get blown up...but that is another post.)
love and miss ya'll!
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Oh on a crappy note...I found out saturday that they will be taking my wisdom teeth out this friday. Kinda freaked out about the whole thing.
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Well Tyler presented me with an "official" engagement ring friday. I never thought I would be girly but I cried.
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[19 Nov 2004|10:36am] |
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Why is it I don't have crap to do that last few days...and then some ass calls and says he has a research assignment can we meet at 3pm. Why doesn't he say what he really is thinking..."I have no life and am an empty shell. The fact that you have people that love you really bothers me. So, you will work this weekend and hopefully overtime the people who love you will get sick of you canceling plans and then you will also be an empty shell."
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| A Long Long Time |
[16 Nov 2004|01:11pm] |
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SORRY SORRY SORRY I know it has been a very long time since my last update. I only have one excuse...70 hour work weeks. Since I came back from Vegas work has been absolutely crazy. It all came to a head yesterday with a client emailing opposing counsel and calling them "settlement terrorists." (NICE) Well needless to say the term was not well received, but things have calmed down now. (After talking to the client we were happy to learn that "settlement nazi" was his original term but after "thinking about it" he had decided that would just be rude.) Now I am sitting in my office waiting for a phone call which will decide what the rest of my week will contain. I am very hopeful at this point that I'll only have a 50 hour week....
Well regardless of all that I am still alive and doing well. In fact I am doing very well...My parents get here saturday to spend Thanksgiving with Tyler and I (yes I am a baby who needs her parents...laugh and I will hit you upside the head with my pacifier), Tyler surprised me with a cruise for x-mass (we are going the weekend before but hopefully it will be enough to get me through the holidays without my parents...I am not afraid to hit you with this pacifier), Tyler has gotten on a soccer team here and it makes him a much happier person, all in all good times.
I miss everyone at home but recently got some good news that one of the coolest people in the world may be coming to see my next spring (YEAH YEAH YEAH YEAH YEAH). I also wanted to thank everyone in Vegas for making my last trip there wonderful. You people are amazing and thanks for taking such good care of my Kari.
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| Happy Dance of Joy |
[25 Aug 2004|08:14pm] |
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I'M COMING HOME!!! (What ever happened to Fay Wray? *She went ape shit.* That beautiful satin draped frame. As it clung to her thigh. *What did the ape shit?* How I started to cry. *I'd cry too if I had ape shit stuck to my thigh!* Because I wanted to be just like her...give yourself over to absolute pleasure!!!)
I'm going to get a Kari fix, meet her new group of friends, see Kim, relax and see my fam.
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[24 Aug 2004|10:14pm] |
I talked to Kari today. It was wonderful to hear that things are going well for her. I worry about her...no one that good ever gets treated right. One thing I did realize when I was talking to her is that I am overwhelmingly homesick. I just want to be in Vegas drinking cheaply and basking in the neon love. Don't get me wrong I love New York, but it is not home. Home to me is my parents home during the day and nights full of drunken ramblings with my evil chicks and the odd people they are currently allowing into the circle of friends.
That's it...I'm going to go home in the next few weeks if it kills me!!!
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| Verizon...the kingdom of evil |
[24 Aug 2004|09:48pm] |
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I'll start by explaining that Verizon has worked its way into every aspect of my life. My cell phone - verizon, my home phone - verizon, and most importantly my DSL - verizon. It has been this way for almost two years and up until three months ago verizon and I were while not on the level of fuck buddies more then willing to give a lick and nuzzle whenever the other needed. I give them my money every month and they keep my required procrastination methods available. Then the missing bill happened. At 7:30 on a random Thursday I received a phone call. Now see I hang out with the type of people that if the phone is ringing at 7:30 someone we know is dead, hurt or in jail...but no it was Verizon calling to tell me that my home phone/dsl bill had been returned to them. Well after much discussion we found out that "somehow" my apartment number had been dropped from the bill and that a replacement bill would be showing up shortly. That bill came and after I paid it I was under the delusion that it was all over...(you can almost hear the evil verizon cackle if you listen really hard). The next month a get a similar phone call...it seems that the computer rejected the changes. Again we fixed it, though my favorite part of the conversation was the end when the nice woman asked if I would like them to link my cell phone bill to the home phone account so that they can all "not show up." Ok so she didn't say it but she might as well have. Well all was well again until today...when out of no place my DSL account goes to crappers!! No internet for me...and believe me you do not want to see me without an internet fix. I finally get to a human (voice activated transferring apparently thinks I have some type of weird accent and kept sending me to every possible choice but DSL help) who inform me that because I kept franticly trying to log in the computer has put a block on my password and had I only called them as soon as the error message had appeared they could have told me that the system would be down for ten minutes. (He did note that normally it takes "repeated" attempts to get the computer to lock you out...I kept my mouth shut not wanting to point out that maybe a internet junkie could hit that number in the first two minutes of black out. I hate to admit but to my estimate it was about 20 tries in the first two minutes. Hit connect, denied, hit connect, denied etc etc etc. VERIZON VERIZON WHY HAVE YOU FORSAKEN ME?!?!?!?!
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[12 Aug 2004|11:06am] |
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Well it has been awhile since I posted anything on this. (Not that anyone is reading it.) I just got tickets to the 12/12/2004 Pixies concert here. I'm really excited about it, though part of me is afraid that they will not live up to what I remember them being. I hate when things are disappointing because I have built up how cool they are going to be to the point that nothing can really satisfy my expectation. The really sick part of the whole thing is it causes me to burn through people. I'll meet someone and at first they will seem interesting, intelligent, fun etc and then in a few weeks I'll just be all disappointed in them and completely lose all interest. The part that makes it even more difficult to stop is that there are people that I have never lost interest in...so I know that some people can live up to the expectations. Then again maybe I shouldn't stop. I have surrounded myself with some of the most amazing people, so I must be doing something right. (Kari, Tyler, Bridge etc I'm looking in your general direction.)
In other news, I am trying to be more healthy. Yes, the complete poster child for things not to do is trying to do at least a few things right. It all started with giving up sugar, which made me feel 100x better then I have it years. From there the ball started rolling to the point that now I get up early and go to the gym every morning, eat healthy at work and don't order take out at night. (I have to tell you not ordering delivery food is killing me. I'm sure not having my constant stream of tips is killing the nice men who bring me my Chinese and pizza. I expect any day now to get a phone call from one of them to make sure that I'm not dead.)
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| Don't make faces at my lunch! |
[30 Jul 2004|03:10pm] |
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OK so I'm at this "summer lunch." (Summer lunches are when associates take out the summer associates for lunch at restaurants that they would not normally ever be willing to pay for on the firms tab.) So I order my normal steak tartar for an appetizer and the whole table stops talking and looks at me. One person even had the nerve to ask "Do you know you just ordered raw meat?" Yeah I know...Do you know your a jackass? The conversation then proceeds into a giant tirade of how my meal choice was disgusting and most likely going to cause me to have some for of health or mental disease when I get older. My response to this was to point out to two people eating shark that they were most likely in taking amounts of mercury that could cause brain damage or other health related issues. Then the conversation turned away from my wellbeing and to the fact that my choice of lunch explains my clothing, books, music and friends choices. Yes, that's it I am the person I am because of this one particular lunch order, or better yet I ordered this food because deep down inside I think I'm a soulless vampire lawyer. (Though at times that wouldn't be far from how my job makes me feel...just take out vampire and replace with old fashion blood sucking.)
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| New New New |
[26 Jul 2004|10:34pm] |
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Well I am ashamed to admit it, but I only made it 28 hours without an MP3 player. I realized on the subway this morning that while reading on the subway does pass time it completely gets rid of the ability to play the "I can not hear you strange man who smells of burnt oranges and urine because I have my headset on" game. (Not to be confused with the "you can not see me because I am invisible" game.) Anyone who rides on public transportation knows exactly what I am talking about. So, I actually left work early today to make sure that tomorrow morning would not be a repeat performance.
Moving on to something completely different.
"The Republicans are coming! The Republicans are coming!" This phrase seems to be echoing off of the buildings here. It is usually followed with questions "Why the hell are they coming here?" or "How are you going to avoid them?" and my all time favorite "Do you think you can walk to work from where you live?" It seems that most of the people I know are more scared when it comes to those few days in NY then at any other time. Half of my office is either taking off or working from home, and another quarter have decided to take alternate routes in their commute so as to avoid any potential "targets." I can't decide how I feel about it all. It sucks to live in fear, but it is just stupid to poke a bear with a short stick. I guess I have a month to figure this all out.
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My MP3 player died!!!
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| Suits Drinking and Court |
[24 Jul 2004|05:51pm] |
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I spent Thursday in Court. It was kind of cool and at least I was not in my office. I also learned some valuable lessons that will most likely help me in my career. First, you get really strange looks on the subway in a suit and flip-flops. Second, when a partner says they are going to take you out for drinks after court make sure you get as many orders in as possible...because they are only going to have one and then say something along the lines of "Well I can't drink like I could at your age...time for the old man to go home." Though to be fair he did offer to leave us his credit card. I just didn't want to later justify how much three associates and some summers can drink. Heck, it’s hard enough to justify to myself how much money I can spend on drinking. Third, when/if I go to hell it will consist of a subway ride in a double breasted suit in 90 degree temperatures followed by a never-ending hearing where the judge keeps questioning a defendant on their mental health and state of mind. Finally, at the end of the day I am a glorified messenger that bills 250 an hour. Though, I must say it is a tad bit therapeutic to realize how much the client paid for me to observe and make phone calls back to the office. I guess it falls under the category of "Well, I may feel inadequate and unprofessional...but as long as others seem to think I am worth it and are willing to pay I'll keep going." Yes, I am a law whore!
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| Getting Started |
[21 Jul 2004|11:34pm] |
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So, I finally decided (a.k.a. got off my butt) to set up an actual account on lj and stop being this weird voyeur that just looked in and read everyone else’s. If you want someone to blame for this I nominate Kari. To be honest I look at this whole thing as a great procrastination technique (though it will most likely rate below playing free computer games or looking out my window at the window cleaners on the building next door). Plus, this gives me a safe place to vent without actually risking my job or bodily harm. I have recently developed a nasty tendency to accost strangers on the street when I think they are being idiots. My friends have deemed me the first sufferer of “pedestrian rage.” Who knew I wouldn’t mellow in my old age?!?!
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