Bein' a lawyer had better be awesome.
Or at least he’s coming to DC. Which I take to mean that I can cease studying for my finals, because when I marry the Prince, no one will care if I know when your 6th Amendment right to counsel attaches.
plus, I’d totally get to be best friends with Kate.
Today in Passive Aggressive Outlining…
it’s the little things.
If school always had bounce houses and free beer, I would be here a lot more often.
At 26 do you really need to re-learn…
Not to take whatever shot is handed to you and that its a bad idea to not eat and then drink at least 4 drinks with 3 different liquors you can’t identify?
apparently you do. I can see that this is going to be a great day of finals studying.
Final Journal Assignment- A timeline
Last week: Seriously, 21 footnotes to substantiate? Fuck you guys.
Monday-Thursday: I’m at work all day Friday and all day Saturday I’ve totally got this.
Friday: I can totally leave work early to go see the Hunger Games, whatever, I have all day at work tomorrow
Saturday: *cue montage of me reading magazines, tumblr, sometimes doing a footnote, then going home and to a club to see Miss Chad Michaels host a Cher-down*
Sunday: wake up with my club stamp on my face Josie Gellar style and 19 footnotes to substantiate.
3:45- fuck you journal, I got them all done and had time for Peeta, friends and drag queens this weekend.
Try as you might, you can’t ruin my life.
You do try really hard, though.
Happy St Patrick’s Day!
Netflix, my true valentine, just gets me.
It starts by suggesting “fight the system” dramas based on real life but it knows that I prolly just want to watch several versions of Say Yes to the Dress and My Fair Wedding.
Happy Valentines day from me and my one true love, Netflix Instant.
GOPY
I’m stuck in the winter doldrums. Is it spring yet?
