Trick or Treat!

This afternoon the graduate housing sponsored a trick or treat event for kids from the local homeless shelter. My favorite was the very first group who came through. When asked what they were, this was the response:

"I'm a ladybug!"
"I'm a firefighter!"
"I'm a giraffe!"
"I'm - I'm - I'M a mighty christian warrior!!!!!!"

The last kid had a tin foil crown on that said "Mighty Warrior for Jesus Christ" and won the the award for most creative innovator. Granted, there wasn't actually a competition, but I gave him the prize and snuck 5 pieces of candy into his bag.

This is me: (reincarnated as a baby panda of course)

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Ben Folds Tickets

This morning tickets went on sale. While waiting in line to purchase some, I was inspired to write a poem to post on a friend's Facebook wall. This sums up my feelings entirely:

Ben Folds, Ben Folds, how I love you.
So much so I don't know what to do.
Oh WAIT! I know, I'll get up at seven
and go wait in line - OO! That'd be heaven.

But wait! there are others who had that idea too
So many of them that it's literally a zoo.
There are hundreds and hundreds of girls and of boys
They whine and they grumble and they make too much noise.

I wish they would die, these people in line.
Cuz then I'd move up, and that'd be just fine.
But for now they're still breathing and I'm still stuck waiting.
Now my plot is so dire, it's Ben Folds that I'm hating.

From the dry erase board in Room 121

Written in the corner of a completely clean dry erase board in my first class of the day:

"These are the times that try mens' souls!!!!"

Indeed.

Bye, Bye Fall Break

Fall Break is officially over. How do I know? I've been cooped up in my room for hours today doing work. Over break, I heard the "how do you like law school" question a million and a half times. My answer was always the same: "I like it a lot. The work isn't that bad, I actually have more free time than at Dartmouth. Except it's so frickin' intense. Everything you do has a heightened sense of importance and added stress levels about it."

Case in point: I'm reading for my legal writing class, a chapter on how to write a breif for the court. The introduction reads as follows "The briefs you write will be vital to your clients... Your brief-writing will be important to you as well... So write as if your practice depends on it, because it does." Once again reminding us that everything we do this year will affect us forever. And while I understand this exaggerates the passage a tad, it's really one of the lighter examples I have.

Welcome back, anxiety.

Fall Break Pix

"It's Naughty-Boy-O'clock!"
-Nicolle, after receiving a savory text message from Mr. Sanfrancisco and while Michelle was talking to her drunk ex on the phone in the other room

Merry Christmas

OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG!!!!!

I'm SOOOOO excited - BEN FOLDS is coming to Notre Dame in November!

HOLY FUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!

Plus, I'm going home today! Today is motherfucking christmas in motherfucking october!

Welcome to NDame on game day.

Went for a walk this morning for a break from work and to get some breakfast. The following things reminded me that it was game day at Notre Dame:

* No less than three people stopped me to ask where they could find Jesus. (Touchdown Jesus, that is)
* I don't care where you were on campus - even if the very farthest corners where no people dare to walk - you could hear the sound of bagpipes
* At 9:30 in the morning men wearing nothing but speedos propositioned me to buy their brats
* The woman who is at least 60 years old and works at the counter of the campus Burger King had died her gray hair green
* For every four men I passed, at least one of them was throwing, catching, or carrying a football.

A baby chipmunk ran into my foot today while I was walking into class. I was so shocked and felt so guilty, I didn't even notice all the worms I stepped on and smeared all over my shoes. It was ridiculously gross.

This morning was all about how nature and I are completely out of sync.