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    June 27

    the sale of my soul to the devil.

    I've never been one for doing things the easy way. I suppose that shouldn't change just because i am pretending to be an adult.  Two weeks ago, the moment i have been waiting for arrived--law school started--and i plunged, like so many before me, headlong into an abyss 3.5 years deep. 
     
    To all the people who told me this was going to suck and i said yea, no worries, to--my sincerest apologies.  It does suck. I love it, i love the intricacy, the inconsistency and the absolute nonsense of a lot of criminal law.  It also has me not sleeping at night, incoherent at work (which i am still doing full time and will continue to do barring complete mental breakdown), and muttering nonsensically about where the &*(%$ i find common law.
     
    Like i said, i'm sorry. I apologize. I also apologize for not being more supportive to those of my friends who suffered through this before me.  you all deserve a VERY long vacation somewhere where the serve pretty drinks with flowers in them.  if i make it to the other end of this, we'll go together to pretty-drink-land...all the virgin pina coladas i can chug will be mine.  My dreams and the "reasons i decided to go to law schoo" list written on the bathroom mirror will get me through this. 
     
    Meanwhile--above the abyss--my parents were here from Israel visiting this past weekend. I will post the pictures.  We rode a ferry boat, saw the market, went to Snoqualmie Falls for the 35th anniversary, attended Feast at Leila and Shaun's new digs, and explored the happiest place in the world--Fred Myer.  I hadn't realized how cool it is to have them come visit. Not only did i really miss them, but my father fixed everything even remotely broken in my apartment.  Then, they hung the artwork they brought me from Israel--a beautiful asian inspired hand made paper and a fan, cool ceramics, and a Chinese print that belonged to me when we were in NC. Lots of laughter.  I really didn't want to see them go...i suppose this is what comes from being around them for 3 years.  we did 10 years of seeing each other twice a year and then i got spoiled by the daily-ness of the last few...
     
    this weekend is my 10 year high school reunion. The girls start flying in tonight and we go to BC on Friday!!  WHOOO-HOOO!
    Also, Quddus wrote me a pretty poem and i adore it.
     
    with love from the abyss--the chica you used to be friends with before the devil stole her soul and handed her a crim law book so she could figure out all the ways to ge.