November 28, 2008
Last night I got home from a long day of feasting, first with my dad’s side of the family, then with my mom’s, and discovered that despite my plans to stay away from any sort of shopping today, I couldn’t pawn getting a much-needed new washer onto my housemate/brother-in-law and had to get up at the crack of hell myself and go to Sears.
I picked out what I wanted from the ads and arrived right around 5 am. I got into a long line in the appliance department, waiting less than ten minutes before two salespeople walked up to our end of the line and said, “we can help some people over here in stoves.” I bolted, and ended up in and out of Sears in about 20 total minutes. It was effing AMAZING. We do, unfortunately, have to deal with our loud, rattling and sometimes not spinning washer for another month, since the one I ordered is not available for delivery until Jan. 1, but eh… that’s what laundromats are for!
I got home just after 5:30 and went back to sleep. Then F took my car to work (his are not exactly fully functional at the moment) and I’ve been home all day. I thought about walking to Starbucks for a late-afternoon pick-me-up, but then decided that idea was more a procrastination technique than anything else. I made a lot of tea, watched a little bad television, and got on with pre-exam study.
Strangely, since it’s my last exam, I’ve been motivated to work on my torts mini-outline today. I’m nearly done with the first draft, and then I need to work on writing my oral argument for civil procedure and practice-examing for crim. I got a really nice e-mail from Professor Civ Pro about my memo just now. I’m feeling totally better about that, for the record, after talking to my writing instructor and now this communication with him.
Well, the sun is down, it’s dinner time and no one is home at casa de mi. I should make use of the quiet and work…
November 25, 2008
I only have one week left to make silly puns about tort(e)s. Then I’m done with the legal tort forevar. Except for the final, but that’s not until December 16th, and at that point my mind will be one-half filled with tort law, and the other half filled with thoughts of sitting on my in-laws’ roof in the sun in Mexico, surrounded by non-law reading.
Including today, only five more days of class altogether. Then I’ve got to do an oral argument for civil procedure, polish up my brief and take three finals. Doesn’t sound too bad right now, but I’ve got a lot to do in the next few weeks. Actually, I don’t know why I’m not more stressed. It may be delusion.
November 15, 2008
I should be saving these key strokes for brief I am working on this weekend. Some first semester 1Ls write briefs at my school. I guess that is unusual? Anyway I’m one of them. The draft is due Monday.
I never took drafts too seriously as an undergrad, but a good draft leads to good, helpful comments from my kick-ass legal writing teacher, so I have to turn in something quality. This brief turns into the final for civil procedure, so a good draft + good comments means I’ll be done with that class (cross my fingers) before my exams even begin on the 9th.
In other news, I’ve been searching for flights to Mexico for weeks now. The problem is that I won’t pay more than $350 round trip. I’m lucky to be close to a major airport hub that usually has tickets in the $300 range to Mexico City, which is a couple hours from F’s town.
Originally, I said I thought he should just go without me this year (no moniez!) but then I got this part-time job, meaning I’m actually earning something, and thought about how I should really make use of having a winter break again. Since we stay with family the whole time, we can spend very little in two weeks in Mexico.
Then I found out my job doesn’t need me to work in the latter half of December at all, and that was that. I started my ritual of kayak.com-ing twice a day, trolling for my $300 tickets for the dates I’m available.
I was getting a little hopeless, because there didn’t seem to be anything available for the dates I have that was less than $600, but last night, after downing half a bottle of wine (don’t judge – I had already spent eight productive hours on my brief during the day) I found my tickets!
10 days in Mexico – here I freaking come! I’m going to read novels on the roof (in the sun), cook with my mother-in-law and wander the streets of F’s small down drinking hot beverages passed out by friendly neighbors. It’s going to be all the more brilliant after this first semester months of law school. And because the weather in my neighborhood in December leaves a few things to be desired. Back to the brief!!!
November 12, 2008
I thought I would post, but I have a problem. That chocolate raspberry torte up there is starting to grate on me. I like to change things up once in a while – you know – change the scenery so I don’t get bored.
However, I don’t have any good photos that I can use here. So… if anyone has a digital image of a torte (or a tort – oh! that might be even more fun!) please leave a comment and I’ll email you so that you can in turn e-mail me the image. Of course, by offering me your tort(e) image, you must agree to the terms and conditions of it being at the top of my blog for a few months.
Okay, I know most of you probably have waaaay better things to do in November than dig through your photos for pictures of dessert or freak accidents, so I won’t be offended if no one helps me.
Back to my brief.
November 8, 2008
I hadn’t seen any of these articles before, but I just read the fifth of this series of reports in the New York Times. The theme is “efforts by the government and others to compel illegal immigrants to leave the U.S.”
The last article is actually about hospitals “repatriating” legal immigrants who need ongoing medical care for critical injuries or conditions. Meaning, if you are here legally, but uninsured, and get sick in a way that is too expensive, the hospital will eventually send you back to your home country. What humanitarians we’ve become.
Repatriating the sick: Immigrants facing deportation by U.S. hospitals
States take new tack on illegal immigration
Immigrant v. Immigrant: A Somali influx unsettles Latino immigrants
Businesses push back: Employers fight tough measures on immigration
The hospital’s burden: Deported in Coma, Saved back in the U.S.