really didnt know whether the title shud be about the fact that i only have 2 more exams left.... or the fact that im seriously falling for the IB. both are pretty big. especially when reading about my last month of debauchery and constant paraoia about these exams.
not much else is goin down. just study write flirt make out sleep, repeat.
Tuesday, November 30, 2004
Sunday, November 28, 2004
a quick update as i approach week 2 of Hell
1. corporate law tomorrow-- think i may actually understand taxes for the first time ever.
2. Miss Mo's bday was awesome. Everything worked out well and she was absolutely touched. She made me cry cuz she said that our trip was one of the best times of her life. Lotsa people dressed up and we literally owned the Tropicana. And the buck hunter was fun, mostly cuz internet boy was there...
3. Which brings me to the topic of IB... things are awesome and hes the greatest. My friends like him and he is an absolute blast to party with. He spent the last 2 nights here and i kept to my rules for dating and havent increased the magic, yet. But everything else couldnt be better.
4. Im sleepy. Gotta motor.
2. Miss Mo's bday was awesome. Everything worked out well and she was absolutely touched. She made me cry cuz she said that our trip was one of the best times of her life. Lotsa people dressed up and we literally owned the Tropicana. And the buck hunter was fun, mostly cuz internet boy was there...
3. Which brings me to the topic of IB... things are awesome and hes the greatest. My friends like him and he is an absolute blast to party with. He spent the last 2 nights here and i kept to my rules for dating and havent increased the magic, yet. But everything else couldnt be better.
4. Im sleepy. Gotta motor.
Friday, November 26, 2004
50% done...and in lava like
so i survived real estate. it was prolly the first time that i came out of that exam [of the last 3 times] and wasnt in tears. still think i fuggered up the math, but the rest seemed ok. wills was today and went relatively well.
the big story, however, is that i finally met internet boy...
on wednesday we were chatting about the normal silly things we talk about, and he said "hey, lets go for beer and wings" and being that i like both [and really did want to see if he lived up to his hype] i said yes. i was downright nervous about finally seeing him. i wanted him to be like how i pictured him. and wanted him to have as much fun with me in person as we did online.
so, when i walked out my door i saw him and said damn. he looked like i imagined... and later, he was just as fun and wonderful as i expected. and he was as smitten and swooning as much as me.... o[in fact im on line with him right now] our date was prolly as funny as could be: we adopted these norweigans and this drunk dude named bill.
well, still have studying to do. not gonna lose my focus. but when i need a study break, i sure have a good time.
the big story, however, is that i finally met internet boy...
on wednesday we were chatting about the normal silly things we talk about, and he said "hey, lets go for beer and wings" and being that i like both [and really did want to see if he lived up to his hype] i said yes. i was downright nervous about finally seeing him. i wanted him to be like how i pictured him. and wanted him to have as much fun with me in person as we did online.
so, when i walked out my door i saw him and said damn. he looked like i imagined... and later, he was just as fun and wonderful as i expected. and he was as smitten and swooning as much as me.... o[in fact im on line with him right now] our date was prolly as funny as could be: we adopted these norweigans and this drunk dude named bill.
well, still have studying to do. not gonna lose my focus. but when i need a study break, i sure have a good time.
Tuesday, November 23, 2004
scheduled study break update
hi
still studying. not much else going down. spent time freaking out about missing every single question in the litigation exam...then reassurring myself that i didnt...then wondering if i did enough to pass...blah blah blah.
real estate tomorrow. think i may understand [finally] the concepts behind trust conditions and adjustment date. still worried about the math. always the friggin math.
also spending time e-flirting. someone met on the lava and seems to have a lot going for him and is damned cute. trying not to let myself think that there may be anything there until 1. i actually meet him; and, 2. he meets me. Ive been swooned on the internet before and then dissapointed later. And also, worried that if he is as great as he seems, will he be interested in me? Gawd. I fret about the silliest things.
ok. and now its time to return to studying. will let ya know how all the above concerns work out at another scheduled study break...
still studying. not much else going down. spent time freaking out about missing every single question in the litigation exam...then reassurring myself that i didnt...then wondering if i did enough to pass...blah blah blah.
real estate tomorrow. think i may understand [finally] the concepts behind trust conditions and adjustment date. still worried about the math. always the friggin math.
also spending time e-flirting. someone met on the lava and seems to have a lot going for him and is damned cute. trying not to let myself think that there may be anything there until 1. i actually meet him; and, 2. he meets me. Ive been swooned on the internet before and then dissapointed later. And also, worried that if he is as great as he seems, will he be interested in me? Gawd. I fret about the silliest things.
ok. and now its time to return to studying. will let ya know how all the above concerns work out at another scheduled study break...
Saturday, November 20, 2004
Yippee!
Its not the 19th anymore. And wont be for another year.
I woke up today and felt anew...like it was the first day of the rest of my life. Hope the little black rain cloud enjoys his new home. Wait, no i dont. Aw, shucks, sure i do. He gave me a good fight and i shook hands with him last night at 11:59 and said "Good game, buddy. Good game". [Dont worry, i AM an uber pessimist... and im sure bad shite will start happening again soon.]
Other than that...Studied today. Kickboxed. Studied some more. Had a nappytime. Studied. Later today, i plan to study, E-flirt on MSN, and then maybe finish up with some studying.
Study for now,
Study Studderson.
Resident Studier.
I woke up today and felt anew...like it was the first day of the rest of my life. Hope the little black rain cloud enjoys his new home. Wait, no i dont. Aw, shucks, sure i do. He gave me a good fight and i shook hands with him last night at 11:59 and said "Good game, buddy. Good game". [Dont worry, i AM an uber pessimist... and im sure bad shite will start happening again soon.]
Other than that...Studied today. Kickboxed. Studied some more. Had a nappytime. Studied. Later today, i plan to study, E-flirt on MSN, and then maybe finish up with some studying.
Study for now,
Study Studderson.
Resident Studier.
Friday, November 19, 2004
Wednesday, November 17, 2004
Paranoia, Paranoia
...everyone is coming to get me...
So ive been pretty paranoid about a bunch of really weird things. Guess it may be the "im living in an unreal world where all i really have to do each day is get up shower and watch TV" and not much of what i do has permanence of any type. I rent an apartment, i have no job, no boyfriend [or guy i see more than 2 nights in a row], and no real expenses. I dont know whats happening from day to day.
And these are the things that ive been phreaking out about lately:
- running out of money and not being able to pay my rent or bills.
- not passing these exams.
- never finding another law job.
- finding another law job and hating it even more than my last.
- losing my Employment Insurance coverage.
- falling down and breaking other teeth.
- that im getting fat.
- that my face is getting saggy.
- that i have Herpes, HPV, Aids, or Chalmydia.
- being pregnant and not knowing who the father is.
Im not going to say which ones affect me/ are affecting me the most, but I think its the whole exam thing right now that is fucking me up...and making me think 'oh fuck im poor' or 'crap, i know im preggers'. Damn. And no wonder i think ill lose my teeth, ive been grinding them like crazy in my sleep.
...The agony and the irony, they're killing me...
So ive been pretty paranoid about a bunch of really weird things. Guess it may be the "im living in an unreal world where all i really have to do each day is get up shower and watch TV" and not much of what i do has permanence of any type. I rent an apartment, i have no job, no boyfriend [or guy i see more than 2 nights in a row], and no real expenses. I dont know whats happening from day to day.
And these are the things that ive been phreaking out about lately:
- running out of money and not being able to pay my rent or bills.
- not passing these exams.
- never finding another law job.
- finding another law job and hating it even more than my last.
- losing my Employment Insurance coverage.
- falling down and breaking other teeth.
- that im getting fat.
- that my face is getting saggy.
- that i have Herpes, HPV, Aids, or Chalmydia.
- being pregnant and not knowing who the father is.
Im not going to say which ones affect me/ are affecting me the most, but I think its the whole exam thing right now that is fucking me up...and making me think 'oh fuck im poor' or 'crap, i know im preggers'. Damn. And no wonder i think ill lose my teeth, ive been grinding them like crazy in my sleep.
...The agony and the irony, they're killing me...
Tuesday, November 16, 2004
Top 10 signs you and your friends had too much to drink in Canmore...
1. The next day, I sound like a chain smoker.
2. I think throwing ice is logical thing to do when people have ice in their drinks.
3. I make fun of someone with a disability (i.e. only having one leg) and think it is hilarious. [and create a dance about it]
4. I run my fingers through a hairy chest at the bar.
5. I make out with a 19 year old tourist until the bouncer tells me to get a room so I bring him home and he takes pictures off my balcony and when I drop him off the next day, he throws his hands up in victory for his buddies.
6. Taking pictures of guys with mullets is necessity.
7. I try to pick up people by performing wrestling moves on their buddies in the entrance way.
8. I think its a good idea to pole dance on the lightpost in front of the bar.
9. The band is there for me to hit on and subsequently make out with between sets.
10. [and my personal fave] Leaving messages on people's cell phones at 445 in the morning which begin "So im at some "random's" house..."
Thanks to Birch, Mo, Nicole, Christa, Erin, Jen, and Virginia for the above material. Yah, it was a pretty good time. I was the one who made out with the band guy [his name was Shawn, so cute and tiny] but subsequently increased my magic later in the evening with some other guy. [or as birchie would say "some random".]
Study study study, thats all i am going to do now. Oh, and kickbox. And watch Dr. Phil [naturally...]
2. I think throwing ice is logical thing to do when people have ice in their drinks.
3. I make fun of someone with a disability (i.e. only having one leg) and think it is hilarious. [and create a dance about it]
4. I run my fingers through a hairy chest at the bar.
5. I make out with a 19 year old tourist until the bouncer tells me to get a room so I bring him home and he takes pictures off my balcony and when I drop him off the next day, he throws his hands up in victory for his buddies.
6. Taking pictures of guys with mullets is necessity.
7. I try to pick up people by performing wrestling moves on their buddies in the entrance way.
8. I think its a good idea to pole dance on the lightpost in front of the bar.
9. The band is there for me to hit on and subsequently make out with between sets.
10. [and my personal fave] Leaving messages on people's cell phones at 445 in the morning which begin "So im at some "random's" house..."
Thanks to Birch, Mo, Nicole, Christa, Erin, Jen, and Virginia for the above material. Yah, it was a pretty good time. I was the one who made out with the band guy [his name was Shawn, so cute and tiny] but subsequently increased my magic later in the evening with some other guy. [or as birchie would say "some random".]
Study study study, thats all i am going to do now. Oh, and kickbox. And watch Dr. Phil [naturally...]
Wednesday, November 10, 2004
Today's view from the loveseat...
The title refers to the fact that my "desk" consists of this little table i stole from the U of A Residence in 1996 set against my love seat. Today is a day of reflection...a mental health post, if you will.
First, I was reading the last few months of posts and figured i shud change the name of the blog o rama to "the intersection of drinking and fucking"...cuz thats pretty much all i do now. I guess its better than the posts in August which could be called "the intersection of whining and feeling bad for myself".
So whats the real reason ive been bloggin? I mentioned once before its because im bored, which is partially correct. But, mostly, its cuz looking for "good" things to write about when im feeling crappy makes me feel better. And then, i like to reflect on the shitty things later on and think, 'hey, i made it thru that and now im ok'. Like i was pretty down when i was unemployed, failed the bar exams, and got kicked in the face by marco... and now im pretty ok with all of those.
Maybe down the road ill read all the party posts and think "hey, i sure had a lot of fun back then considering things werent that great". And also im thinking of how i was doing at this time last year, and think "i DESERVE to have fun right now".
What happened a year ago? Well, if you are one of the 11 people who know what happened, you prolly understand why im not saying what it is. Lets just say it was something that really fucked me up and i pretty much blame for a lot of my depression and bad behaviour for the last year. And in a week and a half, I like to think that my year of bad luck and general shit will be over.
So right now, the intersection is full of parties and boys...maybe soon it will be full of employment and relationships. And if not, at least ill be able to look at this post and think "well at least im trying to get my shite together". The view from the loveseat is really quite comfy and promising.
First, I was reading the last few months of posts and figured i shud change the name of the blog o rama to "the intersection of drinking and fucking"...cuz thats pretty much all i do now. I guess its better than the posts in August which could be called "the intersection of whining and feeling bad for myself".
So whats the real reason ive been bloggin? I mentioned once before its because im bored, which is partially correct. But, mostly, its cuz looking for "good" things to write about when im feeling crappy makes me feel better. And then, i like to reflect on the shitty things later on and think, 'hey, i made it thru that and now im ok'. Like i was pretty down when i was unemployed, failed the bar exams, and got kicked in the face by marco... and now im pretty ok with all of those.
Maybe down the road ill read all the party posts and think "hey, i sure had a lot of fun back then considering things werent that great". And also im thinking of how i was doing at this time last year, and think "i DESERVE to have fun right now".
What happened a year ago? Well, if you are one of the 11 people who know what happened, you prolly understand why im not saying what it is. Lets just say it was something that really fucked me up and i pretty much blame for a lot of my depression and bad behaviour for the last year. And in a week and a half, I like to think that my year of bad luck and general shit will be over.
So right now, the intersection is full of parties and boys...maybe soon it will be full of employment and relationships. And if not, at least ill be able to look at this post and think "well at least im trying to get my shite together". The view from the loveseat is really quite comfy and promising.
Monday, November 08, 2004
How adults party.
This week on the Bridesmaids Chronicles: sitting in a hot tub in Banff while topless.
This saturday was the much anticipated girl's party weekend to Banff. It, naturally, started with most of us nursing hangovers. B rabbit and EL had to get home from the party house first...
We started pretty low key. Shopping, having some glasses of wine and doing each others makeup and hair. Then we hit the Rose and Crown and had more drinkies. Well, fuck. The whole town was full of 30 yr olds who took part in the Winterstart Road Race [ 3 of the posse among them] and most of the yuppies were at the R and C. So we got the fuck outta dodge and went to the Dance club, the Aurora.
And then the party went nuts. We all started drinking Red Bull and Vodka and doing shooters. Then we all started speaker dancing and grinding with random boys. I began telling people that i was in the running for "Canada's Next Top Model" and began doing my runway walk for random people. We started attracting groups of [mostly english and aussie] boys. Debauchery, debauchery, and even more debauchery.
When the Aurora closed, we went for pizza and ran into Unlce Randy and his posse. Apparently they were staying in "the presidential suite" [serious. it said that on the door on a gold plaque] and had an outdoor hot tub. Me and Miss M and B rabbit decided to go back there.
The plan was, we wear our bras and panties in there. Stay for a few drinks and then leave. Instead, we ended up in a game of "scattegories" where if you lost, you lost some clothes...and once you ran out of clothes, you had to make a nekkid lap around the deck. Actually, the guys all got naked and started um, posing their black junk for us before the game started...
Well, no, I never got naked, but was topless for a while. And none of us did the run. The worst [and funniest thing] was that whenever we balked about the nudity we were told that "we are all adults here. and this is how adults party." Ummm. Adults who are in junior high. The party ended when the girlfriend of one of the naked guys freaked out and B thought she was going to get her ass kicked. [side note: who the fuck would let their bf get naked with a bunch of people and run around? especially with other girls? fuck!]
Us bridesmaids went for breakfast [it was now 7 am] and then went to sleep for a couple of hours before leaving. The breakfast convos: Are we ho-bags? Why did they keep posing their dicks at us? Was the guy with the girlfriend hitting on you too? All i know, if thats how adults party, i may go back to partying like a kid again for the next while.
This saturday was the much anticipated girl's party weekend to Banff. It, naturally, started with most of us nursing hangovers. B rabbit and EL had to get home from the party house first...
We started pretty low key. Shopping, having some glasses of wine and doing each others makeup and hair. Then we hit the Rose and Crown and had more drinkies. Well, fuck. The whole town was full of 30 yr olds who took part in the Winterstart Road Race [ 3 of the posse among them] and most of the yuppies were at the R and C. So we got the fuck outta dodge and went to the Dance club, the Aurora.
And then the party went nuts. We all started drinking Red Bull and Vodka and doing shooters. Then we all started speaker dancing and grinding with random boys. I began telling people that i was in the running for "Canada's Next Top Model" and began doing my runway walk for random people. We started attracting groups of [mostly english and aussie] boys. Debauchery, debauchery, and even more debauchery.
When the Aurora closed, we went for pizza and ran into Unlce Randy and his posse. Apparently they were staying in "the presidential suite" [serious. it said that on the door on a gold plaque] and had an outdoor hot tub. Me and Miss M and B rabbit decided to go back there.
The plan was, we wear our bras and panties in there. Stay for a few drinks and then leave. Instead, we ended up in a game of "scattegories" where if you lost, you lost some clothes...and once you ran out of clothes, you had to make a nekkid lap around the deck. Actually, the guys all got naked and started um, posing their black junk for us before the game started...
Well, no, I never got naked, but was topless for a while. And none of us did the run. The worst [and funniest thing] was that whenever we balked about the nudity we were told that "we are all adults here. and this is how adults party." Ummm. Adults who are in junior high. The party ended when the girlfriend of one of the naked guys freaked out and B thought she was going to get her ass kicked. [side note: who the fuck would let their bf get naked with a bunch of people and run around? especially with other girls? fuck!]
Us bridesmaids went for breakfast [it was now 7 am] and then went to sleep for a couple of hours before leaving. The breakfast convos: Are we ho-bags? Why did they keep posing their dicks at us? Was the guy with the girlfriend hitting on you too? All i know, if thats how adults party, i may go back to partying like a kid again for the next while.
Friday, November 05, 2004
Some advice from Dr. Phil
Dr Phil's topic on Friday kinda hit a nerve. Or, more correctly, my funny bone. The topic? "How do you look when you drink?" And lemme tell you, me and the posse coulda been the stars of the show.
Basically, the whole show was film footage of mid to late 20 year olds getting drunk and puking, making out with people, getting rowdy, and dancing. And i watched it saying "Hey that looks like X...and thats totally Y!". Too funny. But i think the message was totally lost on me. After watching the show, I went and did Dr Phil's quiz on "Do you have a drinking problem?". I took the quiz and got 11 out of 20. This is what the good doctor had to say to that...
According to the Office of Health Care Programs at Johns Hopkins University Hospital, if you answered as few as three of these questions with a Yes it is a definite sign that your drinking patterns are harmful and considered alcohol dependent or alcoholic. If you answered Yes to three or more of these questions, you should consider seeking an evaluation by a healthcare professional.
Screw you. Seriously? Three? I bet all my friends will score waaay above that.
Well, not to ignore the advice of the good doctor, went to a house party that night...and ended up doing all of the stuff he was villifying. Drinkin, pukin, and pickin up. [yes, the number went up again...damn!] And my posse was about the same.
Im sure the advice of Dr Phil was well meaning, but I know that my behaviour is bad, im not denying it...i just really like it. And i know that the first step of any problem is admit it. Ok, got that done. Thats good for me.
Basically, the whole show was film footage of mid to late 20 year olds getting drunk and puking, making out with people, getting rowdy, and dancing. And i watched it saying "Hey that looks like X...and thats totally Y!". Too funny. But i think the message was totally lost on me. After watching the show, I went and did Dr Phil's quiz on "Do you have a drinking problem?". I took the quiz and got 11 out of 20. This is what the good doctor had to say to that...
According to the Office of Health Care Programs at Johns Hopkins University Hospital, if you answered as few as three of these questions with a Yes it is a definite sign that your drinking patterns are harmful and considered alcohol dependent or alcoholic. If you answered Yes to three or more of these questions, you should consider seeking an evaluation by a healthcare professional.
Screw you. Seriously? Three? I bet all my friends will score waaay above that.
Well, not to ignore the advice of the good doctor, went to a house party that night...and ended up doing all of the stuff he was villifying. Drinkin, pukin, and pickin up. [yes, the number went up again...damn!] And my posse was about the same.
Im sure the advice of Dr Phil was well meaning, but I know that my behaviour is bad, im not denying it...i just really like it. And i know that the first step of any problem is admit it. Ok, got that done. Thats good for me.
Thursday, November 04, 2004
Im Afraid of Americans
Okay, first, lemme say that ive been trying to blog for the last couplea days and i havent been able to get on. So there. This time, it aint ma fault that i havent blogged.
So, as you can guess by the title, I wasnt that impressed with the results of the election of our neighbours to the south. Okay, i am the biggest left leaning socialist prolly ever, so thats prolly reason numero one why i wasnt impressed. But love or hate "W", and i really think hes just a big dork, im more stressed about the ramifications of his reelection.
Two issues: Gay marriage and Abortion. Two things that will be likely barred because of the onslaught of right wing fundamentalists with their fucking "family values" and "good church people" motherfucking mentality. The same fuckings cunts who are pro death penalty and think that if they kiss ass to the right fucking god they will be righteous and good... [ok. must stop now, getting angry and want to keep myself from throwing computer in rage...]
[calm music inset here]
[enter pink happy flowers]
[breathe, juicy.]
Anyways, where was i? Right. So why would a Canuck like myself be so angry about an election in which i had no vote or say? Cuz of the political ramifications in the US which will likely effect politics in the world. And lemme say, the US better not try to affect the politics in Canadaland. Like putting more [see cows that arent allowed across the border] trade barriers on Canada becuz of our acceptance of a womans choice over her own body, rather than what some asshole in a church says [Easy, girl]. Or if we start trying to appease the US by also banning reproductive and sexual rights. That just isnt good. And I will do what i can to prevent it. Seriously. I will.
And really, dont get me started on the suggestion of a death penalty in Canada. Im waaay too agitated right now to start on that soap box.
So, maybe all that will come out ole W's reelection is more funny jokes on the Daily Show and more fodder for commercials on why we Canuckleheads dont wanna be americans. And believe me, laughing about the US is alot more fun than being afraid of what they may do next...or cause next in our own front yard.
So, as you can guess by the title, I wasnt that impressed with the results of the election of our neighbours to the south. Okay, i am the biggest left leaning socialist prolly ever, so thats prolly reason numero one why i wasnt impressed. But love or hate "W", and i really think hes just a big dork, im more stressed about the ramifications of his reelection.
Two issues: Gay marriage and Abortion. Two things that will be likely barred because of the onslaught of right wing fundamentalists with their fucking "family values" and "good church people" motherfucking mentality. The same fuckings cunts who are pro death penalty and think that if they kiss ass to the right fucking god they will be righteous and good... [ok. must stop now, getting angry and want to keep myself from throwing computer in rage...]
[calm music inset here]
[enter pink happy flowers]
[breathe, juicy.]
Anyways, where was i? Right. So why would a Canuck like myself be so angry about an election in which i had no vote or say? Cuz of the political ramifications in the US which will likely effect politics in the world. And lemme say, the US better not try to affect the politics in Canadaland. Like putting more [see cows that arent allowed across the border] trade barriers on Canada becuz of our acceptance of a womans choice over her own body, rather than what some asshole in a church says [Easy, girl]. Or if we start trying to appease the US by also banning reproductive and sexual rights. That just isnt good. And I will do what i can to prevent it. Seriously. I will.
And really, dont get me started on the suggestion of a death penalty in Canada. Im waaay too agitated right now to start on that soap box.
So, maybe all that will come out ole W's reelection is more funny jokes on the Daily Show and more fodder for commercials on why we Canuckleheads dont wanna be americans. And believe me, laughing about the US is alot more fun than being afraid of what they may do next...or cause next in our own front yard.
Monday, November 01, 2004
The Bridesmaids Chronicles
Yesterday I met with my co-bridesmaids to debrief on our separate experiences. Well, not to brag, but it sounds like i had the best evening. My fellow scoring sister ended up picking up a goth/punk/emo guy with a giant tattoo of an alien on his back and goblin on his arm. Not really her cup of tea...but i had to admit, he was a pretty cute guy. It actually made us laugh that both of us picked up tattooed boys with minimum wage jobs [hers = Safeway; mine = Kelseys] at the same party. There was also a lot of amusement over the fact that at the party someone referred to us as "drugged up strippers...who are actually lawyers!" Fuck thats funny.
As for she who went home, she was dissapointed at herself that she left so early [and missed the opportunity to score with a hot poor guy]becuz of a jerky guy who treated her like crap. But he did treat her like crap and deserves to have his ass kicked. [Mental Note: next kickboxing class is tomorrow]
The next edition of the Bridesmaids Chronicles will take place next Saturday when the 3 of us [and 5 other would be Attendants] along with Uncle Randy will be visiting Banff for fun, frolicking, and [perhaps] fucking. We were laughing that the pink dresses of doom may need to be brought out again soon.
Other than that, spent the last 4 hours reading about family law. Took a break to watch Dr. Phil. Today's topic? Divorce and child care after separation. Fuck.
As for she who went home, she was dissapointed at herself that she left so early [and missed the opportunity to score with a hot poor guy]becuz of a jerky guy who treated her like crap. But he did treat her like crap and deserves to have his ass kicked. [Mental Note: next kickboxing class is tomorrow]
The next edition of the Bridesmaids Chronicles will take place next Saturday when the 3 of us [and 5 other would be Attendants] along with Uncle Randy will be visiting Banff for fun, frolicking, and [perhaps] fucking. We were laughing that the pink dresses of doom may need to be brought out again soon.
Other than that, spent the last 4 hours reading about family law. Took a break to watch Dr. Phil. Today's topic? Divorce and child care after separation. Fuck.
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