A Bar and The Bar

Interesting week.

I house sat at Julon's. I haven't heard from them. I hope that the lawn was watered to their liking. I also haven't talked to anyone who came back from the Cottage to find out how it was. I'm really sad I couldn't go. I miss the cottage.

I stayed in East Lansing Monday and Tuesday night. It was strange to be in EL. It seems so different than it was 7 years ago. Downtown is so trendy and full of chains. On Tuesday night, my friends and I ate at the Ukai. I order Saki and Sushi and Teriyaki Chicken. The Sushi chef messed up, so I didn't get my sushi. But dinner was good and I was stuffed anyway. Then I went to bed and fell asleep watching CSI. I woke up the next day for the Bar part two.

I didn't think the Bar was as bad as it would be. However, if I failed, I wouldn't be surprised. I felt like I knew nothing on half the essays. The multiple choice was weird two. Very different from PMBR and BarBri. I was surprised. Also there were a lot of questions on Damages. I didn't study damages enough. Oh well, I hope it doesn't matter.

I finished the bar on Wednesday. I don't know how I did. I'll find out in November. I hope I passed. I went to my parents house for dinner then went back to toledo.

On Thursday, I went out with the PD for her early birthday dinner. I got about a $50 meal for free from her rich friends. It was awesome. Over the course of the night I had two vodkas and about 9 shots. I didn't pay for a thing. I think this is called Networking and why I love it!

On Friday, I went out for the PDs birthday, drank way too much, made a fool of myself, flirted with everyone, and got kicked out of the bar. I don't really remember what happened. I do know that I didn't have a hangover and I lost my debit card. Oh well, it's to be expected at a post-bar exam celebration, I suppose.

Yesterday, the PD went to some island in Lake Erie. I was going to go, but didn't really want to spend the money. It seemed to me like the PD is pissed off at me for the drunkenness. I don't know or care. Well, i left to get dinner and walk around and when I came back the ceiling had collapsed in the office. A whole chunk of dry wall fell right in the corner of the room. At first I thought it was insulation everywhere, but it's kind of grayish, and I think it's about 2 feet of dust that poored out of the ceiling. I'm glad I don't have allergies. That was the most exciting part of the day though. I went to the bookstore to hang out. To be honest, I'm really bored. I feel lost. I don't have any studying to do and it's weird. I have no money though and I don't want to spend money. The problem is that I could do stuff, but it was far away and I'd have to drive.

Also, yesterday I talked to Drew on the phone who moved to Vegas and is now moving back. He said he's been "looking for me" online. Kinda weird. We met once and I forgot about him. Oh and Cornfield sent me a message out of the blue the other day. I didn't respond.

In addition, there is a guy named Michael who seems into me, but I'm not into him for some reason. Am I just a misogynist? Maybe. The problem is that I talked to him online 2 years ago, and then I sent him pictures of me (clean pictures of course). And then it seemed to me like he was ignoring me. I'd contact him and he'd never respond and then he'd go offline. It was weird and not just one occasion. So now I think he might be an asshole, but I keep talking to him. Oy. He lives in Wyandott, which he said is the Royal Oak of Downriver, but I don't buy it. It's still Downriver.

I can't wait to move. I was looking at apartments in Royal Oak and I got so excited. I want to move so bad. I want to have friends to hang out with. I want a job.

Okay, and between you and me, I'm starting to hate the PD a little. I think she's crazy. And not the crazy I'm used to. Half of my friends are insane and they know it, so it's not a big deal. She thinks she's perfect and then does this stupid stuff. I'm not going to go into it right now. All I know is that if I hear her talk about her boyfriend one more time, I will scream. I can't stand it. You know my level of hatred of Jacques and the PFV and Nicolas Cage? It's reaching that level. I have to leave just to avoid it.

In a week or two, I'm going to Nashville with my parents to see my sister and her husband. I'm so excited. I can't wait. Then we're going to Memphis and we're going to see Graceland!!! I'm so excited. I'm not really an Elvis fan, but it's Graceland. It's like Shabby Chic, Gaud-o-Rama Insanity Magic. I am so excited. And then we're going into Mississippi a little bit. We've never been there, and it's right by Tennessee so I want to see what it's like. A tour of the deep south, just what you need to get your mind off the bar exam.

Well, I need to stop drinking for a while. It makes me too sad the next day. I just can't take it anymore. I'm not in a great place anyway, so I don't need to be more sad.

I guess that's all for now.