CAFFEINE - I NEED CAFFEINE

I’m absolutely drowning in coffee, sugar, and salt. After this is all over with, I think I’m going to have to recondition myself to live, eat and sleep like a human being, because I certainly don’t feel like one.

It makes me wonder how people can actually eat fast food all the time and NOT feel sick…. After about 3 days of eating that absolute crap, my stomach goes into full rebellion and demands that it will secede from the union of my body unless I give it a friggin salad. I still haven’t fed it salad. It’s been about 1 week since the rebellion’s inception (is that the right word?), and I am afraid that the organ will go on strike and I won’t be able to fill it with more sugar, salt and caffeine. Or I’ll have a heart attack.

On the upside, my last final is tomorrow! (SCORE) But then what am I going to do? All you people know me too well and know that within a week or so I’m going to be sitting at home, compulsively cleaning my apartment and attempting to raise it out of its disgusting state of papers and half-empty bottles of coke, and going “Why aren’t I at the library? Don’t I need to study? What am I going to DO?”

Alright. I’m wasting time talking to well..probably no one. As no one probably reads this anyway….stupid school.

Back to Property. Have fun kids.

This is my new idea of fun. Isn't it great? 

What a FABULOUS waste of time

Okay so here I am, not concentrating on my Con Law (anyone else see a pattern?) again. So I decided to check out my new favorite site, Foamy the Squirrel!! It's the best waste of time that I've seen in a while! Any thanks I may receive for offering this contribution may be forwarded to Dana.

So check this cartoon out:
Foamy Rant 2: The fat bastards that sued McDonalds

Hey there hasn't been a naked man on here in a little while - mmmm Burt Reynolds ;) 

'Ello Bridget! So, how's your love life?

Alright. All those who do not wish to know anything about my love life should just stop reading now. Of course, we all know you're going to read anyway due to your morbid curiosity.

I am now officially Bridget Jones. And apparently single women DO have scales. Why? Because apparently if you are single for just about six months, suddenly 13 year olds attempt to set you up with their cousins named Bubba (or something akin to it, I don't remember what his name was) and your "friends" at work want to put you up on a personals site. A personals site!!

Why they HELL would I want to post my picture and a cute little profile? Is it really that bad to be single? Is it even worse that I like being by myself right now? It's not that boys aren't great, I mean they're good for occasional amusement....let's face it. Most of the time, the whole dating scheme is kind of a hassle, and it really is no fun trying to explain to people about how studying in law school is NOT like undergrad where you can study the morning of a test.

Besides, then you have to make time for them. And you all know I don't have much time in the first place. Uggh.

So my point here was this: since when did being single become the ultimate evil? Why does everyone either have to be paired off or married? It doesn't make you whole kids, it just makes you a part of someone else's identity - which can be a good or bad thing, depending on how it happens. You know what another word for that is? Co-dependency.

Alright I'm going to finish studying about the Erie Doctrine and drink my coffee in my apartment with my cat. Sounds fabulous. :)