But what the hell. I made the Naked Eye weblog today (here) and that made me happy. I wanted to post my X-Files rehash, which is here. I should get the Practice up tomorrow (but it's me talking, so you never know.) Plus I wanted to get in one more entry before Thanksgiving, and it's now or never.

I know, I hate the brown too. I was going for a fall, Thanksgiving kind of brown. It won't be back.

Such good news that did emanate to me on Friday! First of all, I was selected for a trial team! (Woo-hoo!!) I was nervous about it all morning, until my partner in the tryout came over to my apartment to tell me that I made it... and she didn't.

She was really upset about it, and I did feel so bad for her. I'm not often in a position to be comforting someone who didn't get something I did, so I wasn't sure what to do. I tried to reassure her that it doesn't say anything about her effectiveness as an attorney, particularly when the professor told her that the only reason she didn't make it was because she got mad at the judge during the competition, which you really aren't supposed to do.

The second piece of good news was that my friend in California passed the bar! She actually didn't call me until Saturday morning, while I was in the shower. I'm standing there, conditioner in my hair and Freesia bubbles all over my body, when my mother comes in and asks if I want to talk to her. I bring the phone right into the shower with me and I can barely hear her say, "I passed!" I couldn't really hear her with the water running, so I turned it off, and just stood there, the soap drying on my body, and talked to her for like twenty minutes. It was funny.

My mom told me later that when she answered the phone, all she heard was: "Hi, this is Elizabeth's friend Laura, I passed." I can't imagine how relieved she was.

I'm babysitting Marissa's fish for the week. Her boyfriend lives in Virginia, and she went down there on Friday and decided she wouldn't come back for two days of class, so she brought her goldfish to class Friday morning so I could take it.

I am quite disappointed in the fact that my cat is not interested in the fish at all. Marissa put it in a pitcher and taped the lid closed (there's a small whole in the top, all of you fish lovers who were about to inform me that they do in fact need oxygen) in anticipation of Sukie's predatory ability, but I have discovered that she has none. I keep trying to get her to look at it, and she does, but then she walks off like I'm showing her a magazine article or something.

I'm kind of bummed about it. If she liked it, I was going to get her one of her own, just so she could have a pet too, but apparently she could not care less.

I was at CVS the other day (drug store chain... I'd never heard of it until I got to law school, but for all I know they are all over the country by now) and saw the cutest keychains ever: all the characters from Rudolph! They had Rudolph and Clarice, and the Abominable Snowman, and Sam the narrator snowman, and the misfit toys, and Herbie, and of course, the one I bought... Yukon Cornelius!!

I keep showing everyone my Yukon Cornelius keychain and no one is nearly as excited about it as I am. It really annoys me sometimes the way no one will humor me. If someone shows me something dumb but they're all excited about it, I will act all excited too, because that is the kind of person I am. Would it kill someone to say, "Oh, that's so cute?" in a way that isn't completely patronizing?

Sheesh.

That's probably it until after the holiday. My brother is here already, and I'm going back to the parental units' homestead after dinner tomorrow night, and will stay until Saturday or so.

In the meantime, I wish everyone safe travel, perfect stuffing, and harmonious Monopoly.