Some Days It's Just Not Worth Getting Out of Bed

I got into a car accident today. UGH. No one was hurt, but what a day. I was on my way home from running some errands, and I was in the far right lane coming up on a light, getting ready to turn right, and someone was turning left into something to the right of me and I ran right into the side of his pickup truck. The whole front end of my car was smashed and I have to take it in for service tomorrow. It was a waste of an afternoon.

Once the police came, the cop told the guy I ran into it was his fault (which I secretly did a little dance inside about, because at first when we pulled into the area where we parked our cars, the guy jumped out of his truck and tried to chew me out -- which let me tell you, I was having none of. I get enough shit at home from the one I'm married to, I'm not about to let some strange guy give me a hassle). Anyway, I did get a ticket for "not having car insurance" since I didn't have that stupid-ass piece of paper in my car with the up-to-date info on it. Which pissed me off because it's like a $250 ticket, but on the bright side -- the cop decided not to write me the ticket for not having my registration in my car (another stupid-ass piece of paper I was missing).

So while this all was happening, Husband was at the movies with Daughter -- they went to go see Indiana Jones. So after the diabacle of the afternoon, I drove my now-ghetto-looking piece home and waiting for the chewing out to begin once Prince Charming got home. He didn't disappoint.

1. Despite the accident not being my fault, it was my fault according to him --even though he wasn't there -- because "I don't pay attention" when I drive. Really? REALLY? Because I get in so many accidents (this is my second accident in the fucking 20+ years I've been driving-- oh, and that one WASN'T MY FAULT either. Some lady rear ended me).

2. He just told me yesterday to "be careful" -- and there I went today, not being careful.

3. He hopes we don't have to pay the deductible because "we don't have it." And my personal favorite -- brace yourself --

5. We can never get ahead, because it's always something.

Yes, I ruined his day. Nevermind, I WAS THE ONE IN THE ACCIDENT. Nevermind, he never once asked me if I was OK. Nevermind, that the shit wasn't my fault. Nevermind, that it's MY FUCKING RIDE I am without now, and I probably will be without it for a few weeks. Oh no. Nevermind that. This was just one more example of how I try to make his life miserable. Of course I did it on purpose, right?

I ended up borrowing my dad's Mustang, so at least my "loaner" car is something I'll have fun driving. Although I wanted to poke my dad's eyeballs out when he said that I couldn't put the top down and to drive carefully. :)

Some days its just not worth getting out of bed.

You Know What I Love?

The TV show, "Scrubs". Apparently, I have been living under a rock for the past 7-8 years, because this show has been on and I've been missing it! Oh, I guess a little thing called "law school" and "studying for the bar" have cut into my TV time....

The writing on this show is awesome. It's hilarious.

I love Dr. Cox -- talking to J.D., "Look Joanie...." "See here, Mary...."

and Dr. Kelso, whose crabbiness is comical and his constant fights with Dr. Cox and the janitor are awesome.

And Eliot...what can be said about her? I want to be her friend...I want to call her and chat about her day and all the clumsy-awful things that happen to her, and tell her that she's a good person and yes, your mother is crazy.

And J.D? I think he's too cute for words -- I love his nurotic-ness and his innocence. And he's got nice hair. :) What's not to love?

The co-stars are even fabulous. Especially Todd. That guy cracks me up. I am going to have to catch up through NetFlix on the eight-or-whatever-many number of seasons there are, because WGN and Comedy Central are just not satisfying my fix!

Proof I Could Never Be Gay

Daaaaammmmnnn. Yes, I'm sorry -- another David Beckham post. I know I am too old to lust after celebrities...but seriously. HE'S FREAKIN' HOT. You could bounce a quarter off those abs! I mean it...LOOK AT THEM. LOOK IF YOU DARE!

I Bid You Adieu...George Carlin

It's taken me a couple of days to post about George Carlin, who left this world on Sunday, June 22, at the age of 71 from heart failure. Now, I LOVE me some George Carlin. He is in my top 3 of all-time favorite comedians. Pete and I were fortunate enough to see him live twice -- once in Vegas, and once at the Detroit Opera House. Both times we saw him in concert, I laughed so hard I couldn't catch my breath and I was crying -- tears streaming down my face (and Pete's too).

I was SO sad to hear that he passed because not only I'll personally miss seeing him in concert or in movies, but because this world has lost one of the best observers of life -- he was a genius. The man CHANGED HISTORY. Need I even mention the "seven dirty words" routine that prompted the case that went to the U.S. Supreme Court and helped define the difference between obsenity and indecency? (and was a pretty darn great stand up routine in itself) He had a way of making everday things and everyday words funny, in a way that Jerry Seinfeld could only hope to do someday. One of my favorites was his discription of the word "near-miss", which George said, "Isn't it really a 'near-hit'? A 'near-miss' would be a crash." TRUE THAT.

So for your reading enjoyment, here are some of my favorite GC quotes:

When cheese gets it's picture taken, what does it say?

Men are from Earth, women are from Earth. Deal with it.

I recently went to a new doctor and noticed he was located in something called the Professional Building. I felt better right away.

Fighting for peace is like screwing for virginity.

OH, and my #1 favorite quote (from the show I saw in Vegas...he opened the show with this little gem): "You know what people don't talk about? Pussy farts." I thought I was going to die laughing.

Ahhh, George...I will miss you! That motherfucker was one fucking funny asshole. :)

If you want to give yourself a treat, run out to the bookstore immediately and buy all of the books he has written. You will be laughing hysterically before reaching the second chapter.

And if you want to read up on the history that is GC, check out the article about him on Wikipedia here.

You Know Who I Love?

Yeah...David Beckham. And do I even need to say more? I can't wait for the new Armani underwear ads to come out so I can drool some more. That Posh Spice is some lucky spice...DAMN.

My Brother

I have a brother who is 9 years younger than me, and his 28th birthday is tomorrow. Partly due to the age difference -- we are not very close. The other reasons why we are not close -- my mother plays favorites (I'm her favorite) and made sure while he was growing up to remind him how "perfect" I am, and how not-perfect he is. Another reason we don't get along -- he's basically a dipshit...I mean, I can't help but love the kid because he's my brother, but he makes the worst choices when it comes to his life at every turn, seriously should be on some meds because he has been diagnoised as bi-polar disorder, and is just a mess. And mess is an understatment.

So the reason I am writing this post about him is that he has asked me to post some stuff on eBay for him because he does not have internet connection at home...and I haven't had time to do it because I'm working, studying, being a mom -- basically, living my life. So it being his birthday tomorrow, I was thinking about him and how I haven't posted his stuff so I sent him a text and told him that I would try and get the stuff out there this week and I wished him a happy birthday too. He immediately tried to call me back (and I don't feel like talking) so he texted back and said that he's losing his job (which my mom told me last week) and that he loves me.

Which made me feel incredibly sad.

Sad because we're not close, sad because he's so pathetic. Sad because he's losing his job and he's already living in the ghetto, sad because he has this wonderful fiancee who he treats like shit (she adores him). Sad because he says he loves me but says nasty things about me behind my back. And sad because it's just sad.

*sigh*

Body for Life: T minus 24 hours

Husband and I have decided to try the "Body for Life" lifestyle, beginning tomorrow. I have spent a great deal of time this weekend preparing for this change, meaning I have planned meals, bought protien shakes/bars, planned workouts. I am excited to start -- and I haven't felt much excitement over weight loss in a while.

I have decided to commit myself to "Body for Life" because I really need to do something. I am not happy with my physical appearance, and haven't been for a very long time (dare I say -- nearly my whole life) and I am starting to feel the little aches and pains one that is overweight is bound to feel. I really want to be a success at this, and I know it's going to take a 100% commitment on my part. Like, NO MORE half-assing my way through life. It has gotten me nowhere.

In other news, I met with SG today to review my Bar essay questions from February. She gave me some really good advice about how to tackle the questions this go around. It would seem I have a problem fully fleshing out the analysis of the rules in the question -- I am spotting the issues correctly -- but my analysis is lacking. I am going to work on some essays and email them to her soon, so that we can discuss them over email. I am planning to do a couple this week. I also need to focus on studying Contracts and Civ Pro more -- my weakest areas. I thought our meeting today was very helpful and I feel very hopeful -- overall, I am feeling very positive about passing the bar this time.

I Am Convinced I Have A.D.D.

You would think that at this point in my life (I am 2 months shy of blowing out 37 -- ugh -- candles on my birthday cake) that I would have my shit together. Nothing could be further from reality, unforch. I can't concentrate on most things and am distracted easily. Like this is a prime example -- I am posting this instead of studying for the BAR that is in 6 weeks. I feel like most days I fly by the seat of my pants and it's like I arrive at my various destinations on a wing and a prayer.

I forget most everything -- even things someone told me 5 minutes ago. I don't know if it's that I am not paying attention -- although, I DO pay attention. There's just some sort of thing going on internally that doesn't "click" when it is supposed to, I think.

Shannon recommends I go to the doctor and get on some meds like ritalin or something. The ironic thing is that I usually forget to make the doctor's appointment. How is that for The Ultimate Ironies of Ironies for a Sufferer of ADD? I would cry if it wasn't so hysterical.

Graph Jam

My friend, SG has a blog. I was checking it today and ran across the website, http://graphjam.com/ that has songs, sayings, bits of life -- all graphed in funny ways. Here's one that makes me think of one of my pet peeves -- bad grammar. I guess the geeky English major in me will NEVER DIE!



more graph humor and song chart memes

Those Wacky Russians

http://news.yahoo.com/nphotos/Russian-spa-unveils-enema-monument-Russian-Caucasus-Mountains-region/ss/events/hl/062008enemamonument/s:/ap/20080620/ap_on_fe_st/russia_enema_monument/im:/080619/481/2259853291e741a489f12a1aa5fbe4d6/;_ylt=At9.EQqPqzQrL6uKGcTy4nMu

Seriously??

You Know Who I Love?

Kathy Griffin, that's who. That woman is HYSTERICAL. I heard her on The Howard Stern Show this morning and was laughing all the way to work. She is going on tour, and I just happened to check her schedule a few minutes ago after telling Shannon about her being on Howard this morning -- she's making a stop here. I'm so excited and I'm buying tickets and I can't wait. Shannon and I are going and it's going to be a BLAST. I love Kathy because she loves the gays and keeps up on all the celeb goss that is so fun to make fun of. I love love love her! Her show -- Life on the D-List -- the new season starts tonight on Bravo and I'm gonna try and tune in (although I should be studying). This is yet another reminder that I do not own a TiVo!

Now Here's Something You Don't See Everday...

http://news.yahoo.com/nphotos/huge-tornado-funnel-cloud-touches-down-Orchard-Iowa-Tuesday-June/photo//080613/480/e06645fc489a4e70987e27c3d9f6e4cc/;_ylt=ArnrBDgI04plxOq2gBtaNAoDW7oF


My thoughts:
Who has time to take a picture when there is a freakin' tornado RIGHT OUTSIDE YOUR DOOR? I mean -- this woman had to actually FIND her camera, OPEN her door or go to a window or whatever (and aren't you supposed to stay away from windows during a tornado??) then TAKE the picture. Unbelieveable. Thanks for risking your life for a photo op. Hope it was worth it (and the fact that I'm even talking about it must be proof that it was).

First of Many...Or at least I hope...

I decided today to start this blog as a means of not only recording the things that are happening in my life, but to also use it for therapeutic purposes. So I guess here goes nothing...

Today was rather uneventful. Work was busy, but I am (dare I say it) enjoying reviewing contracts. I know I haven't been given any of the real ugly ones yet, but it's sort of interesting trying to figure the puzzle of the agreement out, so to speak.

I am really tired tonight, so I don't think I am going to get any studying in. I will try and make up for my slacking tomorrow night. I made the decision this week that I have already passed the Bar, so all that has to happen is take the test. I know I am going to pass it this time -- and I am not just saying it to convince myself -- it's happening.

Husband was fine today. He spent nearly an hour today (while I was at work, nevermind) telling me work stories -- just like the "old days". I don't really take that as a sign things are getting better, I just take it as a sign that he really felt like talking.

Well, this was a boring post. Honestly, I don't have anything funny or interesting to say today. That's a first.