Family Fight
The Notes Saga (Cont'd)
Yes, maybe as suggested I should sell my amazingly compehensive notes as Takenote on red paper. So I wound up getting an email from the girl who actually needed the notes, writing me a novel about how sick she was and why she missed class. Bottom line being that it was so super nice that I almost cried and sent he all my notes with glee. But afterwards, I wrote one of my typical emails to my "friend", saying how offensive she was and explaining my position, which is much easier to do in an email, when you are not being yelled at. In response, she appologized for offending me, but pointed out that she was offended as well - for the fact that I "blew her off" when she asked me a personal favor, considering how over our friendship, she has done so many favors for Vadim and I. This is where I feel something that can only be describe as "ick..". Unfortunately Vadim decided that he just won't stand for such injustice, and interjected himself into this email fight to remind the "friend" of how we did favors for her as well. Seeing as how my "friend" is a tax specialist, something tells me that Vadim will have to find another tax "friend" or learn to do his taxes himself.
Law School in a nutshell
Sometimes I sit in class and I simply have no idea what is going on. Everyone seems to be involved in a discussion, trying to figure something out, and if I were to be asked what the discussion is about, I wouldn't be able to even approach the truth of the matter. And this is not because I am stupid, because I am pretty sure I am not. And in such situations, when later on I need to learn the material, I always wind up teaching it to myself and realizing that it's not difficult. But during that class I just sit there, browsing the internet, reading the NYtimes online and feeling like a completely detached idiot. It is the most depressing feeling, it makes me want to jump off of something. I don't know why this happens to me, and why everyone seems to care deeply about issues such as wage and hour law, and I want to crawl under the desk from boredom.
Athleticism
But on to cheerier topics. Today I have a free session with a personal trainer at my gym. I am really scared that the whole session will be spent trying to convince me that once my free sessions (there are 2 of them) run out, I should quickly sign up and pay for a gazillion unfree sessions. I really can't stand it when people try to sell me things, so knowing me I will tell her right away that there is no way in hell I am paying for a personal trainer in addition to paying the already excessive membership fee. And then knowing her (not that I know her yet), she will give me all sorts of horrible fitness advice just out of spite. So maybe this wasn't that cheerful. I'll try again.
Brunch
When I was in college, we used to do the weekend brunch thing - at least I think we used to do that. But I haven't used the word "brunch" (nor had it) since college. It's awfully sad I realize. But this sunday, we are finally having the brunch with my wedding photogapher and her husband. I am so excited. Partially because we are going to an absolutely amazing restaurant, and partially because I think it's so cool that I'm going to be friends with my wedding photographer. Who else can say that?
Immoral Rabi
On a similar topic, I finally was able to have a whole TEN MINUTE conversation with the guy who's in charge of my wedding (I don't want to say "wedding coordinator" because I don't have one of those, I am not that fancy). I asked him if he could recommend a rabbi for me, who would be willing to marry me without striking a pose (figuratively speaking) about Vadim not really being Jewish according to the Jewish law. My "coordinator", who we shall call "Igor" (that being his real name) said that the two rabbis he is recommending to me will not have a problem with anything. This for some reason struck me as extremely funny. It sounded as if we were dealing in some kind of mafia transaction. I will have a rabbi who just wants to get paid, and has no moral reservations about ANYTHING. Ain't it terrific?
I am sick of doing these topic tags. I'll admit I was only doing them because I have a feeling that without them nobody would bother reading (not that I'm so sure that they'll help, but it was worth a shot). Anyway.. We are considering Hawaii for our honeymoon, except I am a bit worried about the sharks and the 13 hour flight. Is that something I should be concerned about?
Oh, and FINALLY - my absolute favorite new website, which I found due to Heather is www.dooce.com. I love love love it.
Yes, maybe as suggested I should sell my amazingly compehensive notes as Takenote on red paper. So I wound up getting an email from the girl who actually needed the notes, writing me a novel about how sick she was and why she missed class. Bottom line being that it was so super nice that I almost cried and sent he all my notes with glee. But afterwards, I wrote one of my typical emails to my "friend", saying how offensive she was and explaining my position, which is much easier to do in an email, when you are not being yelled at. In response, she appologized for offending me, but pointed out that she was offended as well - for the fact that I "blew her off" when she asked me a personal favor, considering how over our friendship, she has done so many favors for Vadim and I. This is where I feel something that can only be describe as "ick..". Unfortunately Vadim decided that he just won't stand for such injustice, and interjected himself into this email fight to remind the "friend" of how we did favors for her as well. Seeing as how my "friend" is a tax specialist, something tells me that Vadim will have to find another tax "friend" or learn to do his taxes himself.
Law School in a nutshell
Sometimes I sit in class and I simply have no idea what is going on. Everyone seems to be involved in a discussion, trying to figure something out, and if I were to be asked what the discussion is about, I wouldn't be able to even approach the truth of the matter. And this is not because I am stupid, because I am pretty sure I am not. And in such situations, when later on I need to learn the material, I always wind up teaching it to myself and realizing that it's not difficult. But during that class I just sit there, browsing the internet, reading the NYtimes online and feeling like a completely detached idiot. It is the most depressing feeling, it makes me want to jump off of something. I don't know why this happens to me, and why everyone seems to care deeply about issues such as wage and hour law, and I want to crawl under the desk from boredom.
Athleticism
But on to cheerier topics. Today I have a free session with a personal trainer at my gym. I am really scared that the whole session will be spent trying to convince me that once my free sessions (there are 2 of them) run out, I should quickly sign up and pay for a gazillion unfree sessions. I really can't stand it when people try to sell me things, so knowing me I will tell her right away that there is no way in hell I am paying for a personal trainer in addition to paying the already excessive membership fee. And then knowing her (not that I know her yet), she will give me all sorts of horrible fitness advice just out of spite. So maybe this wasn't that cheerful. I'll try again.
Brunch
When I was in college, we used to do the weekend brunch thing - at least I think we used to do that. But I haven't used the word "brunch" (nor had it) since college. It's awfully sad I realize. But this sunday, we are finally having the brunch with my wedding photogapher and her husband. I am so excited. Partially because we are going to an absolutely amazing restaurant, and partially because I think it's so cool that I'm going to be friends with my wedding photographer. Who else can say that?
Immoral Rabi
On a similar topic, I finally was able to have a whole TEN MINUTE conversation with the guy who's in charge of my wedding (I don't want to say "wedding coordinator" because I don't have one of those, I am not that fancy). I asked him if he could recommend a rabbi for me, who would be willing to marry me without striking a pose (figuratively speaking) about Vadim not really being Jewish according to the Jewish law. My "coordinator", who we shall call "Igor" (that being his real name) said that the two rabbis he is recommending to me will not have a problem with anything. This for some reason struck me as extremely funny. It sounded as if we were dealing in some kind of mafia transaction. I will have a rabbi who just wants to get paid, and has no moral reservations about ANYTHING. Ain't it terrific?
I am sick of doing these topic tags. I'll admit I was only doing them because I have a feeling that without them nobody would bother reading (not that I'm so sure that they'll help, but it was worth a shot). Anyway.. We are considering Hawaii for our honeymoon, except I am a bit worried about the sharks and the 13 hour flight. Is that something I should be concerned about?
Oh, and FINALLY - my absolute favorite new website, which I found due to Heather is www.dooce.com. I love love love it.
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