SNOW MAN

It snowed in Vegas!! So I went over to Lark's house to play with the kids in the snow. I made a snowman with Afton... aww Lindsey, what a good aunt you are!



BUT apparently I'm a horrible snowman maker...



haha! poor afton. She only cried a little.

Library Fight

Law school kids are ridiculous. So I'm sitting in the library, as a third year i've tried to study at home or anywhere but the library as much as I possible can but today didn't work out. So I'm in the back corner. This is where I studied for finals all last semester and where I wrote my paper, i was here a lot. Now most of the desks along the wall all face the same direction like this:



But there are about four groups of seats where the chairs are back to back and it makes a little study area, kinda fun for friends to study closer to each other cause your chairs are pretty much hitting each other, it's close for two people. See image below:



So the back area where I'm sitting is like this. And there are lots of empty seats all around! LOTS



see!

Suddenly i hear a rollie suitcase/backpack coming up and this girl walks to my cubby area and starts setting up in the chair behind me. She has to do a three point turn with her book wheelchair to get around my chair, has to skirt around my backpack and is getting out her food and unloading her computer. She's pretty much sitting in my lap eating smelly food. She also pretended like she didn't see me which I must give her props cause that is a bold task to attempt. So I decided to address the situation outloud even though the rest of the library is silent:

Me: "What are you doing?"
First Year Over Achiever: "Oh! do you mind if I sit here?"
Funny, i guess i startled her cause she said it like she just realized i was there.

So I start packing up my stuff cause there's no way i can focus when she's breathing down my neck.

Me: "you're really going to sit right there?"
1LOA: "This is where I always sit, I guess I'm just a creature of habit."

Apparently we have assigned seats now in the library and it's based on first come first nerd first served basis. But remember that I was the nerd that camped out here all last semester and the 2 years before that, who does she think she is? I feel like I need to initiate some freshmen in high school that think they own the place. But I'm so dumbfounded by the fact that she's really going to sit there, that she thinks this is her seat, I was speechless.

Me: "Wow... You are ridiculous."

Now the 1L pulls the sweet card and pretends like she would really move,
1LOA: "I don't have to sit here if you don't want me to"

This offer was about as good as someone offering to pay when they forgot their wallet. Plus i'm already moved to the next chair away.

Me: "I can't study with someone sitting that close to me"

She really asked if I didn't want her to sit there. Of course I don't want you to! I hate you. And really... what is going on? there are so many seats everywhere and this is a library not your personal office and being lame isn't going to get you good grades, and neither is a rollie bag!

Here she is! shhh she's studying in her SPOT!



I think I need to start coming to the library more often just to get crazy and throw off this 'creature of habit'

Attention all Avid Sports Fans...

Sometimes men think they’re athletes just because they are big sports fans. I think my law professor falls in this delusional category. The first day he talked ripped on Hockey and Soccer and said they were not real sports and then said he’s a Big Athlete. Well he’s a Big Man, I’ll give him that. And he constantly is sucking down Dr. Pepper from his Long Horns cup holder but I look at this ginger and can’t imagine him participating in sports other than dedicating his Saturdays and Mondays to watching football.

I would post a picture of him but I kinda like him as a Professor but during the class lulls I just stare at him with a furrowed brow and try to figure out what sport he considers himself a Big Athlete in. Plus I feel my comments are justified because he said that soccer is not a sport and that is just an invitation for retaliation.

I'm melting

It’s so hot. When I get in my car the seat burns me. I don’t have leather seats, just regular material and I have to sit on paper or something so I don’t burn my leg. Then I closed the door and the tips of my fingers that touched the outside of the car were burned. And then when I was in my car I reached back to get something from the back seat and that metal part on the headrest burned my arm. And anything you leave in the car will melt. from the standard chapstick to deodorant to peanut butter and sunglasses burn your face. I just felt like complaining today.

Boiling Point

I think i was on boiling point on Friday.
For those of you who haven’t seen the show this blog might not be as useful and when I find the link of a show then i'll post it too.

Basically they film people in awkward situations and they see how long the person will be in that situation until they either get angry or leave and if they stay there long enough they win money and it’s all filmed. So if anyone sees me on there then let me know!

Here's the situation.
I was in the UNLV student union and had just been ripped off by the bookstore. I was killing about 30 minutes before I was going to meet up with my friends. This man approached me. He was probably late 20's to 30. He was shorter and didn't make eye contact very often and he was carrying a tote bag full of something. He asked me if i was a runner and I am a sucker for reliving my track glory days so naturally any time the opportunity comes up to talk about myself and how I ran track I take the opportunity plus he told me that if I took this 15 minute survey then he would give me $100. Feeling poor from the bookstore and wanting to brag i was an easy target for this guy. Plus I had time to kill so why not make back one book purchase.

We sat down at a table in the cafeteria area and he said that he didn't have a piece of paper or pencil and asked if I had one. Luckily I did not but this also made the whole thing a lot stranger. Then he proceeded to ask me about my injury history and then about my family history of illness and how often I run and on and on and then i asked him what this was for and he said that they were trying to correlate athletes with high arches with injuries or something. I haven't really been injured or anything and so then it was like he was trying to find something and he kept asking if he could see my arches and then 45 minutes later he wasn't done and I didn't have any money and i was creeped out and so I left. He was trying to get me to show him my feet one more time but it was so weird and then he was all, if it's about the money i can get you more. BUT he didn't even have money, he gave me his email and then told me that i would have to contact him to get the money.

So now i have this email address and I'm not sure if it's real but i'm afraid that there was a camera filming me... I'm not really afraid of that actually I think it's the best case scenario, way better than some weird guy talking to me and looking at my feet or being a victim of a stupid psychology research project where they see how much they have to offer you to waste your time. And the worst case scenario would be that he is some guy who is a horrible researcher that was taking survey's for some paper that will be read and misinterpreted as fact by some student who presents the study to others.

I still don't know, should I email him from someone else's email? i want my money! Plus i'm really curious

NewsWorthy

"Hayward, who lives on Social Security, said confronting the loss of her home is one of the toughest experiences of her life, even worse than having cancer in both eyes and shattering a knee last year."


I was reading this article yesterday about a woman we helped at work and this line made me laugh so hard so I thought I would share it.

Roommates

My friend Maren has a blog too and she does a lot of posts on her roommates. I have some great roommates now but my old ones were the best!

Let's start with Paul



Paul is the best dancer. Lark posted a blog with a video of him dancing and it's so great. Everyone's life is better once they've been a part of his dancing. Plus he's learning how to talk so that just makes for a lot of fun conversation. This picture was taken after dinner. Parker had given Paul the walkman to listen to and he was sitting still in that position just enjoying the MusiK for about 30 minutes.


Plus he sits so neat and compact in a shopping bag.

Afton is lots of fun. She gets so excited about everything that you can't help but be just as excited that it's her birthday. I remember when she got stickers in the mail and she said, "OOOHH This is the bEST DAY EVER!" And I think it really was.

Afton and I do our makeup together. She's really good at it. Sometimes we switch and she uses my makeup and I use hers. In this picture she has the blue on one cheek and the brown on the other. Much better and more creative than I am.



And then there's Lark and Parker and Mimi. I will have to post about them next but I miss my roommates! It was a great year.