counting to eleven as it collapses

whew. still alive.

it rained almost all night last night, and now it's that sort of cool dampness outside that's really nice to be out in, especially during the summer. is it technically spring still? i feel like once it starts being seventy-fve, it's summer. yes i do.

tonight i'm going to a 30th birthday party with some people at the law school. birthdays are everywhere this month, i'll tell you what. which means i have to 1) put on my thinking cap and 2) bring the hustle on the elizabeth cady stanton database.

there's something i never thought i'd say in my lifetime. elizabeth cady stanton database. the name of my neo-punk indie band. it's just a little side project i'm working on, is all. look for our latest effort, the hearth is not a home featuring the single tin lizzy.

tomorrow my sunday is a little ruined by my trial advocacy class, which starts at eight-thirty and ends at four, and then again on monday, but i have the rest of the week to prepare arguments. check this out though, i have to be in class during memorial day weekend. suck, huh. it'll be okay, at the end of this there will be a tidy little pile of three hours of credit in my pocket and summer with long periods of rest. i hope hope so.

i want to let you all know that i have three more sessions with the devastator left. one is on tuesday, then the first of june, then the fifteenth of june is the last. i'm telling you because things might get a little rough for me--as a matter of fact, i might guarantee that--and i would apprecicate your thoughts and prayers. everything's going to be okay, of course, it's just a big change. like going to college for the first time, far away. or moving to a big city. living alone, on your own for the first time. think of it that way. so if there are times when this space becomes difficult to read, or you wonder how i am, don't worry. it'll pass in time. i am lucky for you. thanks.

and now for my first trick, a cappuccino and a bagel.