Thanks, Mom

Yesterday my mom told me, in a very sugar coated way, that I am: "Harsh, judgmental, and snobby."

She's completely right.

What a girl wants

Me, to husband: "Someday, can we have a house where we have a place for duct tape that isn't under the coffee table?"

How it's made

I'm trying to make a crim pro outline, despite major food coma and painfully tight pants. Husband is in the other room watching a show called something like "How it's Made." A show that I really, really, relly don't understand. Today they are showing how toothpicks and ceramic bathtubs are made. And, he's watching it. No, really.

Sound track

Earlier this semester, I posted about my lack of ability to find music that fit this semester. I could link to that post, but it was kind of whiney and I'm absolutely lazy. Anyhow, I found it. Husband and I drunk downloaded. Here it is:

Here it Goes Again -- OK, Go
Oh Mandy -- The Spinto Band
Fidelity -- Regina Spektor
Mushaboom -- Feist
Put Your Records On -- Corrine Bailey Rae (now featured at Target as Adult Contemporary. That makes me feel like an O-L-D S-Q-U-A-R-E but it's a damn good song)
Ain't No Reason -- Brett Dennan
Against All Odds -- The Postal Service (cover)
Touch The Sky -- Kanye West
Crazy -- Gnarls Barkley
Penelope -- Pinback
Against All Odds -- Phil Collins
Nothing Better -- The Postal Service
You're Beautiful -- James Blunt
Moonlight Mile -- Rolling Stones
How To Save a Life (aka "How to Try a Case" in our house) -- The Fray
Denton, TX -- Damien Jurado

WWYD?

Option 1: Good summer job opportunity, long commute, moderate long term potential, get to stay where you currently live for now, and if long term potential came to be, would have to consider a move to the outskirts of the larger area where you currently live.

Option 2: Great summer job opportunity, fabulous long term potential, great office, great "vibe," but have to live with your parents (away from husband and dog) for the summer. Taking advantage of fabulous long term potential would mean moving back to home town, which is not the city, nor within driving distance of it, not by a long shot.

You, my readers, are offically my decision making gnomes. Get to work.

It's the most wonderful time of the year

I have officially crossed the line in to freakshow mode (or, evil law school banshee according to the husband). One sign:

I am extremely irritated by holiday commercials. "Screw them" I think. Those imaginary happy commercial people donning winter gear, smiling and drinking their "lalalala french vanilla." Meanwhile, I am trying to make life altering decisions re: summer job, learn evidence, prep for my trial ad trial on Saturday, just got back from a 24 hour trip to so cal, etc. Yup. I am jealous of fake people on TV because CLEARLY they are not in law school.

Future plans

Husband has mapped out a future project for us. Our very own nonprofit to research, build, and run in all of our planned spare time...

While San Francisco is a very liberal town, theoretically supportive of multiple types of unions, it is legally very hard for same sex couples to get the legal protections and rights that are assumed once a heterosexual couple marries. For $1500 and HOURS of paperwork, you can ensure that if your same sex partner dies, you get the estate. Or, that if your same sex paratner is in a coma you, not her homophobic mother, get to make that crucial decision about life support.

So, the idea is that some pie-in-the-sky day, the thought is that we may start a service that does this for free. Husband's co-worker has pledged $4,000 a year whick would allow us to serve, well, one couple a year...