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At 1 pm on Saturday, I will officially get my life back.
My soul has been on loan to the LSAT devil for the past month and a half, and I am determined to kick him in the ass.
Right now, my top options for law schools are CU-Boulder and Northeastern (but I will be applying to about 10 schools total). The really awesome thing about Northeastern is that their academic year is split up into 3-month quarters. Your first year is spent in the classroom, but for the final two years, you alternate between doing a paid co-op for 3 months (anywhere in the WORLD) and being in the classroom for 3 months. So when you graduate, you have a total of 12 months practical experience. Because I get to do 4 of these co-ops ANYwhere I want (any state, any country), I can still come to Colorado!!!
Stay tuned.

little red feet

so it was Darwin who created the theory of natural selection...

"Natural selection acts to preserve and accumulate minor advantageous genetic mutations. Suppose a member of a species developed a functional advantage (it grew wings and learned to fly). Its offspring would inherit that advantage and pass it on to their offspring. The inferior (disadvantaged) members of the same species would gradually die out, leaving only the superior (advantaged) members of the species. Natural selection is the preservation of a functional advantage that enables a species to compete better in the wild. "

this all makes good sense. understandable and easy to follow...So if this is the case, why do pigeons have red feet. at what point in the evolution of the species did having obnoxious glowing red feet become an advantage? were they perched on red wires a lot and thus blended in better to their urban surroundings, surviving hungry bum attacks better than the lesser red-footed friends?

Closing Thoughts:
if you give a bum a happy meal he eats for a day. if you give a bum a slingshot and an urban hunting manual, he will feast for a lifetime...

im just not gonna go to work anymore.

best decision of my life. have a good job, learn a lot, and then move on. never settle in one place for too long.

fall recklessly in love. make plans by the seat of your pants. pack up and move away. feels good to be alive.

i will be moving to buffalo on october 10th. two weeks from tomorrow. what i will do, not to sure. enjoy some time to figure out whats good in life. only thing thats certain is that i will be in good company. looking forward to some fun weekends, skiing, being happy, finding some sort of new job, and the list continues. cant wait for all of you to meet justin. cant remember the last time i was this happy.

i guess im having my quarter life crisis. way to much time lost to the deadly fairfield county. but i will miss all the seersucker and lily pulitzer so much! how will i get my fix of jobless women obsessed with their shallow children? i guess i will wait and see.

countdown begins. two weeks.

the Untouchaballs

I am always looking for a way to procrastinate for 5 minutes during work hours, so fear not, I will post.

My newest mode of entertainment: Adult Kickball. (www.kickball.com)
So I joined a kickball team. Don't be mistaken; this is a very serious business. It's a nationwide league, and every kickball division is linked up to a local bar. So we play a full game of ball, drink a mysterious liquid out of a Gatorade cooler (don't be mistaken, it is not the same Gatorade we had as kids...slightly higher alcohol content in this one) then head to our assigned bar along with all the other teams in our division. My team- the Untouchaballs- is ridiculous, and yes, we wear knee socks, sweatbands, and official shirts. It's pretty hardcore. It reminds me of the days of Team M'Lady...minus the tie-dye.
Oh yeah, and Mike Cuozzo (who I accidentally made out with last year) and Mike Rakiec- both HTown class of '02- are both in my league. Lovely.

all hands in

alright mladies. we need to make a plan. this blog is an awesome idea. lets see if we can make it work. maybe we each try and post once a week. maybe we have a certain day that is our day to post. what would dale earnheart sr (god rest his racing soul) have to say about our lack of motivation. pedal to the floor ladies. i know theres a corner up ahead, but full speed, reckless and sexy/dangerous. let not this blog web-rot. i mean it this time. im gonna write more often.

banana derby

a summer adventure that i have neglected to post...
i went to the erie county fair this past july and had the pleasure of witnessing the esteemed banana derby. goes a little something like this; two dogs. two monkeys. two tiny jockey suits. this all adds up to create one very happy mlady.