seriously.

i know i've been a little obsessed with my two favorite television shows lately. sorry. the thing is, i only get to watch those two shows these days (plus a little daily show if i can stay up that late, and also football on the weekends, because i can usually do homework at the same time) and so i must embrace them.

right now, i'm listening to the grey's anatomy podcast, which i have missed sorely. (obsessed, see?) i so appreciate the writing that shonda rhimes does, i just love her. but now i love her even more. she was talking about how much of a fool she made of herself when she met the cast of the office, which is her favorite show. seriously. i could be this woman's best friend. we would get along so well. and then she could tell me secrets about mcdreamy and meredith and finn, and it'd be great. for example, she could tell me if that rumor i read that there is going to be a threesome on grey's this season is true. because i really need to know.

at some point i'll maybe try to stop writing only about television. but while i'm on the topic, let me just say that i bought this for A for her birthday. and it got to her before her birthday. this has NEVER happened. usually i'm a couple months late. and so is she. it's our thang. but not this year, oh no.

sunday morning

orient beach, st. martin, the french west indies

my head didn't explode

though i was really scared about it for a while.

i totally skipped class to watch tv last night. i admit it. and you know what? i'm not sorry.

i won't list all the reasons why, because i'm not sure how people will react to my total obsession with grey's anatomy and the office. but there are so many reasons. i think i'll re-watch them both this weekend. a couple times.

but briefly, thank you pam so much for not marrying roy. and also i cried twice during grey's anatomy. again, i admit it.



this actually makes me feel bad for roy. but then i remember that he is a jerk and left pam at a hockey game on their first date. oh, and that jim is awesome. then i don't feel so sorry anymore. (plus there's the fact that this is all fiction, which i realize. seriously.

my head might explode

i can't believe the premiers for the office and grey's anatomy are on the same night.

seriously.

i'm so excited i think my head might explode.

spicy jesus roll

i think it's no secret that i enjoy a little celeb trash from time to time. ah, escapism.

from msn's gossip page:

Stephen Baldwin has a message for Tom Cruise: Let's do lunch, with a little scripture on the side.
"On the Hollywood list of people I pray for often, Tom Cruise is probably No. 1," the born-again "Bio-Dome" D-lister tells Radar. "All I have to say to Tom is, God bless ya, I hope you're having fun. But I'd love through Radar magazine to throw a gauntlet down to Mr. Cruise. I'd love to break bread with him and pray with him, and I'd love for the Holy Spirit of God to reveal the truth to him. That would be an awesome thing."

Baldwin, who describes himself as one of the "new breed of Christians" who "are gettin' ready to kick ass in the name of the Kingdom," then beseeches, "Seriously though, can you put us together? Can we get a little sushi together? I'd like to give him a spicy Jesus roll."

ok, ok. i'll try not to be too snarky here. it's killing me, it really is. with every insulting comment i think of, i can see B shaking his head at me.

but seriously - spicy jesus roll has got to be my new favorite phrase. kick ass in the name of the kingdom - also a gem. (note: i've enjoyed many a spicy roll in my day, but usually ... uh ... tuna. what the hell is this guy talking about?!)

yes, mr. baldwin. your religious fanaticism is superior to mr. cruise's.

it's a sad day when the leaders of the free world engage in such deception and trickery. ~ Major R. Owens

today is one of those days that i just can't think of anything clever to blog about. so i'm going to entrust that to the onion, the home of all things clever and not-too-far-from-being-true.

New Bill Would Defend Marriage From Sharks

WASHINGTON, DC—Congressional Republicans cited the saw-edged teeth of the shark community as a direct threat to married couples everywhere.

all the clever has been sucked out of my brain lately - i've been trying to morph myself into a fake lawyer for this fake case i'm working on that believes it's actually a brilliant idea for the government to spy on people's internet activity with no just cause and no warrant. i've even been quoting W and cheney. people, that's not a good day. when you're using W logic to make a legal argument, it's like standing on the edge of a intellectual cliff.

i love ya, H, but this project sucks. please don't ask me to do it again next year.

my very strong feelings about radishes

prior to our august vacation to michigan, i had never eaten a radish. Not One. Ever. i’d thought i had expunged myself of all those things i learned from my parents that i probably wouldn’t like … including, but not limited to, grapefruits, cauliflower, artichokes, spinach, pretty much all raw vegetables - and radishes. once i realized during high school that my parents abhorred trying new foods, i set out to try (and like) them all, which i pretty much do - except lima beans and peas, both of which my dad loves and – strangely – B is allergic to so i don’t ever have to eat.

i don’t mean to insult my parents because they didn’t expose me to the joy of spicy freshness that is embodied in a radish – i understand that most americans are content with pre-packaged or fast food. that’s fine. my point with all this is to highlight how completely parents can decide that their children’s world view will be limited – politically, socially, economically, culinary-ily … to think my parents had the ability to keep me away from radishes. it's shocking.

i heart tv

i've just gotten my paws on the soundtrack for the second season of grey's anatomy. (thanks, A.) it's the kind of cd that i find makes me romaticize my daily routine. it makes the two blocks from the metro to my office a little sexy somehow. the music is so good that it makes even my dull routine feel cool. subtly cool, but cool nonetheless. and i can't wait for the season to start on thursday.

and while i'm on tv and thursday ... go team halpert! i've said before (though not on this blog) that i was so glad jim stepped up before it was too late...

that's my tv musings for the week. grab that soundtrack. it's great.

sunday

the stadium at UVa in charlottesville, virginia. yesterday, the mighty western michigan university broncos handed it to the cavaliers, much to the delight of yours truly, and the other 100 or so bronco fans that somehow made it to charlottesville.

ha ha.

the view from this stadium was beautiful.

find a job you like and you add five days to every week. ~h. jackson browne

it's a good day to be me. even dull con law can't get me down!

weeks of pounding the pavement in my too-pointy-for-comfort heels have finally paid off.

today's interview with my favorite, favorite law firm must have gone alright (to quote the lawyer with whom i interviewed a few weeks back, i really hit it out of the park today) ... they called me a few short hours later without even waiting for the hiring committee to meet in order to extend to me one of the two summer positions for next year.

i know it's cheesy, but this is me. on cloud nine. :)



UPDATE: kudos to the usually crazy parents. they were appropriately interested and thrilled when i called with the big news this evening. it was the first time in a long time that they've wanted to know what's going on with me, and have engaged in a conversation with me about my future. although, my dad kept saying "they are paying you a lot of money, right?!" over and over. but, damn, at least he was paying attention. thanks, mom and dad.