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I’m alive, not dead. Just very unmotivated, which doesn’t make sense seeing as I’m half way done with the treaty analysis, and it isn’t even due till the day of the final. I want to turn it in on the last day of class.
Of course, I haven’t touched the copyright paper in almost a week. Convenient, I know. I do want to at least add to it this week since I know it’s not due till the day of the final, which I don’t have to take since I’m writing the paper. Again, I’ve been unmotivated.
I have three movies waiting to be watched, and I haven’t seen them. What is wrong with me?
And for the record, the first week of finals is going to be a killer. Two on one day, and the third the very next day with the paper due the day after that. My last final isn’t until the week after. Med Mal, it should be a piece of cake! ::cough, cough:: What I wouldn’t give for a semester of just Bs and As. And anyone who thinks that my aspiring to a B is wrong needs to get a life and mind their own business. I am so sick and tired of reading the blogs by people bemoaning the fact that they got a B. Boo-hoo. Anyone in my school would kill for that letter grade. Unlike you, we don’t have a B mean. We have a C+ mean. Yes, half of us are guaranteed a C+. It’s rather sad, and hence why you’ll never get my sympathy for getting a lousy B. After all if it comes down to my resume or yours, you’ll get the job.
No sympathy what so ever.
Though, a lawyer from town did say that I may become a commodity because of everything I have going for me. Yes, being disABLED does cause the word ‘special’ to be tattoed to my forehead. Mind helping me walk instead? Or even better, give me the ability to get out of bed on my own. Now that’s special.
Really, I’m not bitter. I’ve just amused myself with my own banter.

Stop the presses. There’s a new private entry.
Edited to add: My mailing lists are down so if you know someone on the list, let them know.

Madonna has joined the spoofing parade. Thanks for the heads up. I’ll just wait until after the record has been released to download the real files, assuming they’re worth listening to, which I doubt.

The FTC has stepped up the fight against spam. It only took 46,000 emails.

OMG!!!!!!!!! That made me cry. Poor Xander. That’s just not cool. It’s not. What the hell is Whedon and Co. doing. Oy, this is just not cool. The episode was brilliant, and much to my chagrin it proves that no one is safe.

Much screaming has just ensued. And there are still ten minutes left on Buffy.

Sex sells but Puma doesn’t like it. At least that’s what it claims by sending out Cease and Desist letters to bloggers asking them to remove a questionable picture.

I’m miserable, but hopefully that will change soon. Why am I miserable? Well last week’s prediction came true. I did get a migraine Saturday night at the Barrister’s Ball, and I’m still dealing with it. It’s my fault. I should have taken the meds this morning even though I felt fine, but I didn’t. Then I sang in choir and the pain came back. Now I’m really trying not to throw up. (Too much information, I know). Oy, I’m really nauseous. I hate this.
One good thing has come out of this. I finally started my copyright paper. I have a goal for tonight, but it’s not even a stated goal because I never fulfill them. Ok, I’m lying. I would like five pages, but seeing as my stomach and my head are not cooperating, I’ll be happy with one page. Actually I’m happy I started.

�To announce that there must be no criticism of the president, or that we are to stand by the president, right or wrong, is not only unpatriotic and servile, but is morally treasonable to the American public.� � Theodore Roosevelt.

The new Matrix trailer is ONLINE NOW. It looks so cool! It’s just, oh wow, I’m going to see this opening day. I don’t care if I have to buy tickets ahead of time. I’m so there.