U-Haul

I'm upgrading my bed. I bought my friend Lindsay's queen size, but the problem was transporting it. So today I had the terrifying experience of renting a U-Haul and driving it around DC in rush hour. But I had the awesome and unique experience of driving past the White House in a moving truck.


I'm pretty sure I made a bunch of reckless lane shifts when I forgot that I was in a huge freaking truck. I definitely pissed some Prius off and I made a semi-illegal turn. But I did not hit anything or anyone, so I consider that a success. Plus I have a new bed and the experience of driving a U-Haul around.
I don't know why but U-Hauls are kind of sketchy. That's why I love the contrast of the truck and the President's house. But why are U-Haul's sketchy? Do lots of people commit crimes in them? Granted, I was driving around with a bed in the back of one. I could see that looking bad.

I was actually too bored to function today in Trusts and Estates. It shut down part of my brain. Too bored to be angry. Now that is impressive.

I made custard for creme brulee. Tomorrow I'll whip out the brulee torch that was a birthday present. And I'll be extra careful not to burn down my apartment.

How 'bout that State of the Union last night? President Obama - he knows how to deliver a pretty speech. Now let's see if he knows how to win a difficult election.
With luck, he'll be facing The Amphibian. I really can't comprehend how 200,000 people (in one state nonetheless!) could vote for Newt Gingrich. Where is the redeeming quality? His racism? His sexism? His hypocrisy? I mean, it is progressive of him to ask his (ex)wife for an open marriage. Who knew that the Republican Party was so open to polyamorous relationships (between Newt and a Mormon - sorry for the stereotype there). But The Amphibian is...a fat jackass. Just being honest. What does anyone see in him?! How has he convinced three women to marry him?!!!

Where Have I Been?

Whoa, I totally have been falling down on the job of blogging this month. I apologize for that gentle reader (Miss Manners, anyone? Wow my childhood was weird). I have been running around organizing my move, moving, finishing moving details, and beginning law school stuff version 2L. But now I am back in DC, with a relatively organized apartment which was luckily not wrecked by my sublet. My mother was quite nice to drive me down. We made good time to New Jersey: 3.5 hours from Boston to get over the GW Bridge. Avoided New York traffic so it should have been a piece of cake from there, right? Wrong. I spent the next 6 hours in traffic between the armpit and the ant (New Jersey and Delaware) before finally getting to DC. I had to restrain my road rage a little bit because my mom was in the car, but I definitely *ahem* "had words for" this lady in a Chevy who cut me off coming out of a rest stop into a traffic jam, nearly running me into another car. Sorry mom!

So now I am back, immersed in the fall recruiting process (FRP) - a preposterous exercise where we search for jobs for next summer despite the fact that it is still August of this summer. Apparently most of 1L was to get us to this point so we could get a job for 2L summer. I am currently going through some on-campus interviews (OCI), which is akin to what I imagine speed dating to be like. People who have 'screening interviews' wait around a hotel for their pre-scheduled appointments with different law firms. We get 20 minutes per interview, and who knows what they are looking for in these things? I think they have been going well so far, I have demonstrated that I can be personable and articulate, and that I am not intensely socially awkward (which is more of an accomplishment than you might think). But interviewers have around 20 interviews a day - how do you stand out there except in a bad way? I sometimes contemplate doing ridiculous things like asking if I can order room service or just taking off my pants, but then I remember the rule of wedding crashing - do not draw attention to yourself in a negative way. That's right, "Wedding Crashers" is the only reason that I don't do ridiculous things. Thanks Vince Vaughn and Owen Wilson!

I will update more soon, and with more frequency. But, predictably, I have more stuff to do. Crime never sleeps.