Rational Thoughts

So it might be an understatement to say I'm not a morning person. I love how much I can get done when I am awake early, and really do LIKE mornings. It's the getting out of bed part that I just can't do.

I get all sorts of thoughts that seem to make sense at the time, but when I think back on them, they make little to no sense at all. They usually involve reasons for me to stay in bed. I'm REALLY good at convincing myself that it would be a better idea to go back to sleep than get up and go to the gym (sometimes this happens even after I've been up and actually out of bed for a few minutes). I'm also pretty good at rationalizing skipping class.

Sometimes in the hour-long process of waking up and hitting snooze, my dreams mix with conscious thoughts.

Here's a thought pattern I had the other day:

(Note: This very well could have taken place over the course of like 30 minutes. Time is so fluid at this time of day.)

Oh man, it's St. Patrick's Day isn't it?

(Roll over.)

Yes, it's St. Patrick's Day.

(My pillow is so soft.)

Hmmm....That means it is ValPal's birthday.

(Stretch.)

I should give her a call. Or at least send a happy bday textual message.

(Get out of bed. Walk down hall, through kitchen, through laundry room, towards bathroom.)

Man, good thing I wore green shorts to bed. I wouldn't want to get pinched right now.

(Pause.)

Wait a second...it's June. It's not St. Patrick's Day. And it's not Val's birthday.

That's too bad.

Teacher, can I use the Hall Pass?

I've maybe expressed how law school = middle school (mostly just the first year).

I had all my classes with the same subsection of our class. My classes were assigned. My carrel was like my locker, which I visited between each class to trade out books I needed for each class. I never had to leave the building all day.

The difference was that my friends were approaching 30, not 13.

And now I've reverted even further (farther? I still don't know):

Bar Prep = elementary school.

Here's what I did in class yesterday.

I filled in blanks in a workbook.

What? You don't trust me to take notes on my own on my computer without getting distracted by gchat and wikipedia?

Thank you BarBri for realizing I have the attention span of a 2nd grader.

Choices

We have to make a lot of choices in life. Some of the most difficult involve which celebrity gossip to believe and what to dismiss as false.

For example, some celebrity "trivia" I choose to believe:

Jamie Lee = hermaphrodite.

"Lady" Gaga may actually be "Sir" Gaga.

There is a website called ladygagaisaman dot com. What more proof do you need?

And some falsehoods I refuse to just blindly accept:

Tupac is dead.

TMZ saw him in New Orleans recently.

And this article citing the Top 20 reasons (narrowed down from 50) why he's alive points out some striking parallels between Mr. Shakur and Machiavelli. An interesting read.

And most recently...

Wentworth Miller is gay.

Just because he is the frontman for a popular men’s high-fashion line in South Korea (you have good taste, Korea) doesn't mean he is gay.

Z....and Done! (phew!)

Janna is grateful for this sweet face she gets to see every time she opens her kitchen cupboard.

Not sure why she doesn't eat more. That's some pretty strong incentive (or at least pretty incentive).

And I'm grateful for zodiac signs. Because a zodiac compatibility website told me that this guy and I are a "perfect connection."

Apparently we are "well suited intellectually and every other way."

I might be in love.

Y

That's my school!

(Or at least, it was.)

X? Not so much.

So unless I decided to mention something X-rated here, which I won't, because I'm not that kind of girl, this post has nothing to do with the letter X. However, today Darren pointed out to me that I missed the birthday of my favorite baseball player. I am shamefaced. So, here's to you Joe. Happy Birthday. I love you.

p.s Jill, I feel like this should count as X anyways. At least I mentioned it.

W

Love.

It's so elusive.

And let's be real. Dating sucks. Some of us can use all the help we can get.

For that reason (among others) I am grateful for

the Wingman.

To those who are willing to take one for the team so your buddy can live the dream...

Thank you.

Your selfless service makes the world a better place.

...and...

"W" runner up: wikipedia.

I've tried to avoid doing too many posts with multiple things, but I can't not give a shout out to the blessing that is wikipedia.org.

Yes, it is helpful for quickly briefing legal cases you will be called upon to discuss in class.

Yes, it is a perfect quick-reference when you're wondering if Amy Adams' hair is naturally red, or need help explaining to your roommates why Song of the South was never fully released on home video in the United States.

Yes. It is awesome.

Here's a sampling of recently read wikipedia articles:

-Sweet Valley Twins

-List of animals with fraudulent diplomas

-The Ides of March

-Snapple

-Grantor Retained Annuity Trusts

-The Wonder Years

I just have so much more to say about all of these things. But I won't. Not here, not now. Wikipedia just enriches my life.

And in other W news: my waterpolo team is in the championship tomorrow night. Just saying.