Law School

Project

I've been working on this project, and it's been kind of interesting. The project is going to last from yesterday until next Tuesday. It's mainly to entertain me, and will not benefit any reader in any way, but I consider it a form of blogging and therefore will not be making contributions here until next week. It's based off of this project that IKEA is doing. I'll leave it to you to check it out if you're interested. See you next week...

I just want little ears and a fluffy tail

I want these shoes! They're from BC and they sell them at Nordstrom. I think I might ask Neaner if her roommate can snag me a pair. I think they're so cute!!!!

Drawback - it's very likely that I am the only person on earth who thinks these are acceptable footwear. My mom thought they were slippers and Kyle's reaction was "You'd wear those out?"
Um, no. I'd wear these EVERYWHERE! In, out, up, down...I think nothing would set off those neutral Express slacks like a couple of whiskers peeking out from beneath the cuffs.

I admit, I'm one of those people who is a sucker for cute. The only problem is that I'm a total closet case. I can't help it. I've heard the snickers and mean comments about girls with Hello Kitty purses and snow caps with kitty ears. I know all the terrible things that are said about people who wear t-shirts with cartoon characters on them. So I have this small section in my closet devoted to clothes that I really like, but that I can only wear on the weekends when I'm hanging out with Kyle. Kyle gets the whole cute thing. He, too, enjoys a good cartoon on his t-shirt. He's not really with me on the bunny shoes thing, but if they come out with adult ninja turtle pjs, I know he's going to be all about it.

Why is cute so looked down on? Ok, I get the whole immaturity thing. I suppose grown ups should dress like grown ups. It totally blows, though, because kids have all the coolest stuff. Character watches, shoes that light up...oh man, don't get me started on the tennis shoes with the roller skate wheels built right in. I'm not even sure what would happen if I started to glide down the halls of Moritz.

I just might have to start a revolution. It will be quiet, but if you look closely, you might notice a little pink nose peeking out from under my jeans the next time you see me...

Introducing Miss Jones

Ok, she's off the hook. Brytt finally sent pictures, which...to be fair...arrived much faster than the pictures of Miss Audrey Chase.

Name:  Lyvia Elaine Jones

Weight:  8 lbs. 10 oz.

Length:  20 1/2 inches

Date:  9/11/07

Time:  10:32 p.m.

Lyvie

Well, Bryttin had her baby. I'd give out more information, but I didn't actually hear it from her or her husband. I heard it from Becah, who didn't actually hear it from Brytt or her husband, either. Bec happens to work at the respiratory unit of the hospital that Brytt is in and since Brytt was getting respiratory therapy following her c-section, Bec saw her name on the list and found out that she had a baby, Lyvia Elaine Jones.

I think it's safe to say that Brytt quit the friendship.

You know, it's so weird. I was inseperable from Bryttin during high school, especially our senior year. We student directed the musical together, did the drama club play together, starred in the school play together, acted in the one-acts together, went to state competition together, and celebrated our Greensheet awards together. I think I spent at least 2 full months sleeping at her house in 2000 alone. And yet, because of time and life, etc., I wasn't at her wedding and now I hear she had a baby last Tuesday because another friend (who was friends with her since kindergarten) happened across her name on a rotation schedule. What happened there?

I guess 7 years happened. So weird that she just had a kid and I happened to hear it through the grapevine. I'm still really happy for her and her husband, Jason, but it's very much like accidentally wandering into a party that you assumed you'd be invited to if it were to happen. I hope she tells me at some point. It's weird to congratulate someone on a baby that they didn't announce. I'd feel like a stalker.

As for Bec's baby, he's a kicker and he's squashing all the nerves in her lower half. I still don't know what Staci's baby is...I think she should since she's about 5 months along now, but there haven't been any announcements. Here it is when it still looked like a chicken nugget:
I would love to post pics of Brytt's baby, but she might be in college before I meet her, so...

Facebook Feng Shui

Kristen got a Facebook account today, after 2 years and 4 weeks of being out of the loop. She was enjoying the stalking capabilities at lunch and adding people to her friends list. On either side of her, Janean and I were teaching her the benefits of Facebook. Neaner and I have two very different approaches. Janean has all of her Facebook fields filled out and has about a million photo albums. She's friends with everyone she's ever met, including people she no longer knows, people she never knew, and people that make her go "yuck" (or person. or ex-OSU law student. or crazyface. whatever you want to call her.). I was teasing her about her excessive Facebook nostalgia, especially in regards to her continued "friendship" with this girl from first year who we all think is a nutzo.

See, I'm probably about as opposite from Janean as I could be, without abandoning Facebook altogether. I'm on it every day, but that's because my mom and I play scrabble all day. No, literally. Like, I get up in the morning and open my laptop because I know the last thing she did the night before was to put down a word. We're both totally addicted but it's nice because Scrabble was something that we really enjoyed doing when I lived in Utah and now it sort of bridges that huge geographical space. Anyway, I log on, I play scrabble, and then that's about it. I change my profile picture semi-regularly and I put pictures up when I remember to take them, but my fields aren't filled out. They actually used to be, but that was before I got into Facebook Feng Shui. Facebook Feng Shui is all about deleting whatever isn't necessary, including old albums, which drives Janean nuts.

I go through these zen cleaning phases where I wipe out my Facebook wall, delete all my photos and start over. I also go through and take off people that I haven't talked to in the last couple of months or duplicate profiles if I already have someone somewhere else. This has resulted in some confusion at times (and then there was that one time I unfriended Kyle. oops.) but mostly it ensures that I'm not getting the vacation updates for that girl that I met at 1L orientation but never spoke to again. I figure it helps other people out too, since it keeps my stuff from popping up on their home pages when I upload pictures, etc.

There was one bad post-zen occurance, which is when I cleared everything off of my profile, including my relationship status. Instead of just falling back into zenlike nothingness, my profile immediately posted a message on everyone's home page that said Kyle and I had broken up, which resulted in weird emails from people that I hadn't talked to in forever. That's another reason to hedge those friend lists. It's odd to get personal emails from someone that you might have had a conversation with once in a bar somewhere.

I admit, I have some people who are continually on the fence. High school people fall into this category. I don't talk to them every couple of months, but usually they sought me out after not talking to me for a long time, and I was really good friends with them at one point, so it seems mean to cut them off on a technicality. Same goes for good friends of good friends that I've met once or twice. Even if you have a really good time together, they aren't really your friends...but it might make your friends look bad if you delete them...which will get you into trouble...etc.

I do wish that Facebook let you see whoever's profile you wanted to. I have curiosities about old crushes, etc., and I would love to know what they're doing these days, but I'm not about to friend them. I actually friended my big high school crush this summer because I was curious to see what he was up to. I now have the satisfaction of knowing that it never would have worked out between us. (I'm not so much an "outdoor" girl.) I also want to know what the profiles of the other Carly Lanes look like. Here's a photo sampler, in case you were curious:








Facebook was such a cool thing when I first started law school. I was facebook friends with everyone who was signed up on the Moritz chat boards, which ended up being a bunch of people that I don't talk to. I also was able to look at all of Erica's (my new roommate) old photos and see people's pictures after talking to them online for forever. I know for a fact that I was thrilled to see Kominsky, Isken and Rose in their profile pics since I had been talking to them so much. Man, it's so weird to think back, because it feels like they were these totally different people that I had constructed in my head. That's the danger of facebook. It stops you from imagining crazy things about people's lives and forces you to deal with their reality.