Now Playing -
Getz & Gilberto singin' 'bout that girl from you-know-where.
Now Eating -
drinking, agua.
Now Feeling -
relieved, now that the ABA has left the building!
Now Tweeting
- Melanie
On my desk right now, I have what was deemed a �fun� project by Boss #2. It consists of files containing hard copies of the NY Bar pass results from July �95 through February �98, an alphabetical list of our LL.M. FLGs (Masters in Law, Foreign Language Graduates) and a separate list of LL.M. FLGs sorted by the date they entered The Little Law School That Almost Could. My job is to go through the list, and find out whether any of the students passed the bar during that time. It would be easier if A) either list contained information as to which department each student�s results would be listed (I guess it�s like the jurisdiction in which they�re registered), and B) the second list were sorted according to the date they were eligible to take the exam, not their entering date.
I am taking the pile of crap home, where I have access to chocolate, cheese and wine. Because, though it�s lower on my list than having dental work with no anesthesia, it�s not what I�d call �fun.�
Speaking of dental work (and how�s THAT for a segue?), since it looks like I�ll be free of performing gigs for most of the summer, I am seriously mulling getting the wisdom teeth out come July. I�m tired of the headaches, the jaw aches, the misshapen bite, the sheriff who escorts you out of tooooown�sorry, started channeling Ethel Merman, there. I keep saying I�ll do it when I have nothing else on the table, but this time I think I mean it. It�s about time. I just hope I get the good drugs.
My hair is huge, my cuticles are a mess, and I�m wearing a top that I sort of believe makes me look a little pregnant. I mean, look at it. It just kinda cuts the wrong way on me. But I don�t care. Because if anyone at work says anything to me about being pregnant (as they have in the past, believe it or�oh, I�m sure you believe it), I�ll be gunning for bear.
No, I�m not hormonal; I�m just tired of deliberate rudeness, nastiness, pettiness. There�ve been a few instances of it this year already, and I�m really trying to just remove myself from the drama in all areas of my life. Some time ago, I decided I�d reached a point in my life where I�d rather surround myself with positive people than negative ones. If that involves calling people on their shit when necessary, I�m game. If it involves not giving said shit headspace, I�ll do that, too. Now it seems that the former might contradict the latter, but not the way I�d do it. See the velvet glove, but know there�s the possibility of iron fist beneath.
The weekend was just fulla theatre. Saw two shows, did one, and did a fair amount of socializing/networking. And I have two Belles on the road this weekend, one in Queens and the other upstate in Newburgh. ROAD TRIP!
Off to an evening of vices and data.
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