So I’ve been working on some really cool stuff lately–which is what’s been keeping me from posting, because I’ve been doing that writing instead of this writing–and I got some feedback on some of it today in the form of “it’s been slightly edited, but we’re sending this out pretty much how you wrote it.”
That’s a nice feeling, y’all. It’s really exciting to spend a lot of time and energy working on something interesting–and interesting in that it’s a timely issue as well as a legally intriguing problem–and have the work you’ve done be accepted, approved of, and sent on to become part of the record!
My wrist, though, will never recover.
You know it’s cold when your runny nose isn’t actually runny because your snot has frozen in your nose.
Round 1: Done. Many things learned. Good feedback. Maybe next time we’ll win.
I like to think this used to be a pretty good blog. Never terribly widely read, never with a great deal of substance, but well-written, usually with some interesting topics, and generally, well, nice.
I am not sure if it is any of those things anymore. I have almost no time to blog lately, and when I do my posts are all about how insanely busy my life is. The interesting things going on with me are all things I can’t write about, either because I’m still sort of trying to preserve some of my anonymity/googlenymity or because I really can’t talk about them for reasons of privilege.
I’m so busy that I don’t even really have time to write about my fallbacks, food and the dog. Food, because I don’t have much time to cook really cool things right now, and dog because I seriously don’t have the time to get the damn pictures off the camera.
I don’t like this trend. I usually have a few minutes a day where I could write something. But what? That’s the problem, I think. I thought about having an all-request week, and I will always take requests, so if you have any, send them on, but I don’t think that’s a solution. I don’t know what the solution is.
I’m not quitting the blog because I don’t think I can–I enjoy it too much. And I’m not just going on hiatus, because I think hiatuses are silly. You know–either stop or keep going with less frequency. I think I’m just reflecting, here. Reflecting on how crazy my life is right now. Because as crazy and busy as I am right now, I am loving every damn minute of it. The things I’m working on are interesting, fun, exciting, challenging, amazing. I just can’t write about very many of them.
I keep screwing up when I make cookies. Tonight, it was totally my fault–I halved the recipe, but forgot that I halved it when I added the eggs. So I added one egg and one yolk when I should have added half of that. I’m not sure how I would have added half…how do you halve an egg or an egg yolk?
So my cookies spread out all over the cookie sheet and they’re all weird looking. They taste good, but they look crappy. Ah well. Dinner was yummy–baked pork chops, buttered rice, and wilted spinach–so I think that makes up for it.
But all the cooking can’t make all the work go away. So I have to read some articles tonight, maybe draft a little more of the brief I’m working on in clinic, and finish my reading for Admin. Oh, and maybe read my opponent’s brief for tomorrow night’s oral arguments. Yeah, that’s a lot to get done before bedtime–and I have to get up early, so it won’t be a late night, either.
Off to get something done. SOMETHING.
Law students have to eat, too. This week’s roundup includes a selection of posts about comestibles, and some other just plain funny stuff. Enjoy–and remember not to go to the grocery store when you’re hungry.
- Processed food exists for a reason. (I Love the Monkeys!)
- A tort is a tort, except when it’s a torte. (Who Cares What You Think?)
- Man could live on eggs alone. (The Frugal Law Student)
- Food has nothing to do with spelling. Or does it? (Negligent Use of a Dangerous Mind)
- If baking is really chemistry, and chemistry is used in evidence, isn’t baking really equal to evidence? (Passionate Discourse)
- Eat fast! Back to studying! (Shelley’s Case)
- When you can’t make it yourself, bleg. (Amicus Curiae)
- Some things you just can’t give up. (Half the Sins of Mankind)
- Food trivia! (pseudostoops)
- Adventures in eating overseas are not always easy. (Life, Far Away)
- Follow the rules for gastronomic fulfillment. (Neo Tokyo Times)
- CHEEEEEEEEESE. (Preaching to the Perverted)
And that’s it! I hope you’re full of yummy blog posts–and just in time for dinner! Look for next week’s Roundup at Evan Schaeffer’s Legal Underground and, in two weeks, back here. Also, look for previous Roundups at my Law School Roundup Archives.
Has everyone seen those tax preparation service commercials? There are two, and they have the same scenario: a husband is sitting at a computer and he’s either found out his family is being audited or he’s doing their taxes and he’s stuck. And the wife comes in and says, “What’s the matter?” and he responds by saying they’re being audited or that he’s stuck.
She replies, “Well, maybe we should ask the people who helped us do our taxes/Maybe we should ask some people to help us.” And then she says, “Oh, wait, we didn’t use people. We used a box. Honey, ask the box.”
I hate these commercials.
First, the sarcastic wife ridiculing her inept husband? Old stereotype. BAD stereotype. Because, seriously–sarcastic wife? If you don’t like how your inept husband does the taxes, DO THEM YOURSELF. Hey, I do our taxes–not because I am better at it than Mr. Angst, but just because that’s how it’s fallen out over the last three years. So every time I see these commercials, I get angrier and angrier. I don’t like the image it portrays of marriage, I don’t like the general image it portrays of relationships. Finally, it’s not even a very interesting ad. Had I not paid a little attention to the last one that came on because I was so pissed, I wouldn’t even remember what company it was advertising. And I am now thoroughly inclined to boycott them forever.