So can someone tell me what is Capital Entertainment? Why am I getting comments from people who all mention the words "Capital Entertainment" and "blog attack". Is there some explanation for this? Was my blog published on this capital entertainment website? If so, why? When? This is freaking me out!!
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In other news. I am done with the F'ING bar exam. Duh. It was alright, but to tell you the truth, I hardly remember any of it. It's just one of those things that I'm going to suppress and push deep down into my subconsciousness. You know, just like high school. Although, to be honest, even the bar exam was more fun than high school for me. I'd rather take 10 more bar exams than have to go through high school again.
Now that the exam is over, I am giving up sugar for a month, and committing myself to a rigorous work-out regime with absolutely no days off. It is lovely! It's pretty easy to stick to this since I have a finite goal in mind (or at least that's what I keep telling myself). I haven't had sugar for 3 days, and I haven't missed it yet. So wish me luck with it. My exercise routine, however, hasn't fared as well. Today I almost fell off of a treadmill. My mp3 player fell first, and I stepped off to pick it up, without turning off (or slowing down) the treadmill. Unfortunately when I was about to hop back on it, my foot slipped and I was totally caught on this rapidly moving little path that almost suceeded in throwing me to the ground, and if some girl who miraculously happened to be walking by didn't catch me, I could have really hurt myself. I got back on, and ran for about half a mile more, but my heartbeat would not slow down.. It was too much of an adrenaline rush, and not in a good way. I think it's a sign that I should take my running outside and screw the treadmill.
Of course, I am diving head first into all the wedding planning. It's somewhat overwhelming, but I am happy that I'm going to be busy. So far it looks like I'll have stuff to take care of every single day, so that there will be no time to sit here and ponder what is next in my life and some such. And some of these things I'm really looking forward to. I mean, why wouldn't I? Compare studying for the bar to shopping for wedding jewelry and a tiara. Is there really even a comparison? I think not.
Wednesday morning Vadim & I are going to get our marriage license. And wednesday afternoon I am dropping him off at the airport for his bachelor trip to Amsterdam. And if one more person asks me "and you are letting him go???" I will explode. Because no, I am not letting him. And yet, somehow, he is going. But I am planning to change the locks before he comes back.
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In other news. I am done with the F'ING bar exam. Duh. It was alright, but to tell you the truth, I hardly remember any of it. It's just one of those things that I'm going to suppress and push deep down into my subconsciousness. You know, just like high school. Although, to be honest, even the bar exam was more fun than high school for me. I'd rather take 10 more bar exams than have to go through high school again.
Now that the exam is over, I am giving up sugar for a month, and committing myself to a rigorous work-out regime with absolutely no days off. It is lovely! It's pretty easy to stick to this since I have a finite goal in mind (or at least that's what I keep telling myself). I haven't had sugar for 3 days, and I haven't missed it yet. So wish me luck with it. My exercise routine, however, hasn't fared as well. Today I almost fell off of a treadmill. My mp3 player fell first, and I stepped off to pick it up, without turning off (or slowing down) the treadmill. Unfortunately when I was about to hop back on it, my foot slipped and I was totally caught on this rapidly moving little path that almost suceeded in throwing me to the ground, and if some girl who miraculously happened to be walking by didn't catch me, I could have really hurt myself. I got back on, and ran for about half a mile more, but my heartbeat would not slow down.. It was too much of an adrenaline rush, and not in a good way. I think it's a sign that I should take my running outside and screw the treadmill.
Of course, I am diving head first into all the wedding planning. It's somewhat overwhelming, but I am happy that I'm going to be busy. So far it looks like I'll have stuff to take care of every single day, so that there will be no time to sit here and ponder what is next in my life and some such. And some of these things I'm really looking forward to. I mean, why wouldn't I? Compare studying for the bar to shopping for wedding jewelry and a tiara. Is there really even a comparison? I think not.
Wednesday morning Vadim & I are going to get our marriage license. And wednesday afternoon I am dropping him off at the airport for his bachelor trip to Amsterdam. And if one more person asks me "and you are letting him go???" I will explode. Because no, I am not letting him. And yet, somehow, he is going. But I am planning to change the locks before he comes back.
posted by SmallWonder at 7:14 PM
3 Comments:
Ummm what Scott said...we mean no harm. I had put on our "forum" page your blog. thought it was cool so we just wanted to say hi and acknowledge the "cool" thing. We'll change the name from blog attack to something less frightening...like "blog hellO" or something.
spacekicker
Sorry guys, but via some craftful googling, my boyfriend was able to find this link. So I learned all about your blog attack even before these explanation comments were posted. And I know that I am merely a "randomness" blog. Not one picked for its particular worthiness. But it's ok, I am not hurt. Really I'm not.
I must admit - the comments were nice, and they came at a time at which I particularly could have used kind words. So even though I feel a tad "used", I shall forgive you :).
But please, no more comments unless you actually have something to say, something other than "blog attack" please.
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