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Viral-Infected Delirium - Why am I going to class?

Okay, so being sick isn’t fun. Especially not when it’s a viral infection where you have to take this topical ointment, put it on your finger, and then shove your finger down your throat to make the pain stop. And flu-like aches and pains. But I’ve discovered what makes the pains go away (or rather my doctor did)! Tylenol and Advil TOGETHER! It’s like a pain reliever cocktail!

What’s great about this is I’ll have it for about 7-10 days. Which is coincidentally, the amount of time I’ll be contagious. Guess I can’t go around kissing any strangers. Damn. *sarcasm sarcasm*

But you know what’s better than viral infections? BLINKY GLASSES AND FUZZY PINK HATS!! That’s right kids, I own a fuzzy pink hat and a pair of blinky glasses which I intend to torture everyone with on a normal basis. Because I’m a freak – and think it’s high-larious (as Lauren would say). I got those at the bat mitzvah last weekend, or rather they were stolen for me because I wouldn’t shut up about them. I was even forced to wear the hat for a picture. By forced I mean told “You’re going to wear this hat” and my response was “Okay!”

You know the good part about having a viral infection? It gives me an excuse to watch 6 out of the 9 episodes of the first season of Grey’s Anatomy. *Awesome present* That was lots of fun. All in all, I’m having a good albeit delirious day. At least I told my professor not to call on me – that’s a good thing.

So, Skank, here you go – my update for the day/week/month. And happy birthday to all you people this week!!

Hey, Groundhog! Come here! *punch*

Alright, so today (yesterday) was Groundhog Day. The day we all wonder whether we will have 6 more weeks of winter, and inevitably, we always do. Well, this winter has been indescribably weird what with all the spring-like weather mixed with sporadic bouts of snow.

I have decided that this season can only mean 2 things: (a) the polar ice caps are melting (yes they ARE called ice caps - I did NOT make it up, I swear to GOD - oh wait. I should be a good Jew. G-D.) and (b) since the weather has decided to change its pattern, it makes people in general frustrated with their own stagnant lives and change their patterns.

Thus far I've gone antsy and changed a few things, but today I got so frustrated that I came thisclose to changing my job and moving to Newport. Let me explain.

I no longer know why I'm working at my firm. Let me list my frustrations for you:

1. I don't do anything legally related. Which I should be doing because I need to learn practical processes and all that for when I pass the bar. And yes, I do know that I have 2 more years to go before I even start studying for it, and yes, I do know that I am assuming I even will pass the bar. But I have to plan my life 20 years ahead. We know this.

2. There seems to be no future there for me for 2 reasons:

• Most importantly, I have no interest in personal injury. I like the people there, but it still seems like the easy way out and I abhor most of our clients. I can do better, and I will.
• When the "senior" employees discuss the future, I am never included. Now, I have been told that I will have no problem in the legal field and that it's the right area for me (per my attorney boss), but when the expansion of the firm is discussed, the only people included are the junior associate, and the other two law students. Not me. I'm not even treated as if I am a law student. In fact, my OM called me a secretary yesterday. A secretary. I did not graduate college and go to law school to be a secretary. Monkeys could do that work. Or at least I'm convinced that monkeys could do my work. Maybe I'm wrong. Who knows.

Now the question is - why do I care? If I don't know what I'm doing there, why don't I leave? Well the main reason is that I have an immense guilt complex (which I will readily attribute to my family) and feel that if I leave before our OM takes the bar, everyone will be stuck. But I was made aware today that I need to start thinking about what I Need for myself and not necessarily what everyone else needs. I was not brought up to think on these terms. I was brought up to do what was necessary for the time being and for the best of all the people I was dealing with and then think of change later. However, I cannot live on 9.50 an hour.

My solution: I'm going to demand a raise. If I do not get a significant raise, I am leaving. This is crap.

Frustration #2: Apartment!!

Yes, I need to move. It is becoming increasingly apparent that I live in the gh-etto and that it's probably not safe for a single woman of 23 years. So I should probably move somewhere safer. Maybe Newport. Maybe ... I don't know. We'll see. First I have to see if anyone will help me move all my heavy ass furniture. Anyone? Bueller? Bueller? Okay I guess not. lol

Alright I guess everyone has their spaz moment, and that was mine. I should seriously go to bed.

On a positive note, I'm doing well otherwise! My goal for this weekend is to find a dress for the bat mitzvah next Saturday - anyone think I can find one within one day? I think so. It'll be fabulous. And if I can work it right, I'll be taking dance lessons this week too - how cool am I? Ha.

Okay night.