monday, 16 october, 2000

Not Reading: The Mists of Avalon. Just not recently. I'm getting back to it, I really am.

Watching: Ed. I was a little disappointed in the pilot, but I loved the second episode. I'm kind of happy now that I have a complete Sunday evening, from Ed through The X-Files to The Practice. Malcolm will go on tape, but no big.

Not Watching: Deadline, dammit. I was on the phone with Gillian and thought I was taping it, and we ended up talking for the entire show and then I pressed "stop" on my VCR remote and, well, nothing happened. I am pissed. If anyone has it, you'll be my new best friend.

Baking: More Pillsbury slice-and-bake cookies, because I burned every single batch of the ones I made last week. I was really at my most challenged, because most people learn after one sheet of little blackened pumpkin faces, but noooo, I ruined the whole damn tube. The ones this evening went much better, to where I actually have two or three that came out edible.

Contemplating: A new product I saw advertised called Downy Wrinkle Releaser. And here, all this time, I've been "ironing" with a plain old bottle of water.

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Our defense is not in armaments, nor in science, nor in going underground. Our defense is in law and order.
-- Albert Einstein

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Link of the Day:

The Online Pregnancy Test

This site just makes me laugh.

Speaking of which, Joe's site wooing Chrissie has disappeared. If anyone has the scoop, please let me know.

Well, I survived my Saturday morning at the salon.

It was rather traumatic, though. My stylist, Francine, sat me in the chair and we talked about what we were going to do with it. Then she put all my hair into a ponytail at the base of my neck, took out her scissors, and cut, and cut, and cut, until finally she reached around my shoulder and handed me the ponytail.

Oh my god. There it was, all my hair, hair that I'd been growing out for the last two years.

She washed what I had left, she cut some more, and more and more, and she styled, and blew dry. It's basically a two-layered kind of thing, a poufy kind of layer at the crown, and a shorter layer that flips out a little at the neck.

Okay, that sounds totally retarded. As soon as I see someone on television or something that has the same kind of style, I'll let you know.

I do like the new 'do, but it's been hard to get used to. On Sunday morning, I habitually used the old amount of shampoo, which was about ten times what I now need. And it is the first time in like eight years that I have ever actually used any styling products other than your standard hairspray, but now I'm all about Rusk's Blofoam (it's fabulous) and a nice round brush that I use while drying, which feels like it takes about thirty seconds compared to the twenty minutes it took on Friday.

I miss the length, but it's just a nostalgia thing. This cut suits my face a lot more, gives a nice balance it its inherent, er, roundness, and it draws attention to my eyes, which I think are my best feature. Plus, the aforementioned length is going to a good cause, so all in all, I'd say it was a very successful venture.

I must say that I am glad my hair turned out well, because I have an interview tomorrow morning at one of the biggest law firms in town.

I'm actually kind of conflicted about it. It's not for an associate position, for one thing, it's as a litigation analyst, which is not, as you might have already guessed, a position involving the practice of law, which is something that I am, in fact, qualified to do. So let's run down the list.

Pros: It's a full-time job. In the legal field. At a big-ass firm where I would otherwise not be able to get in the door. It's money, not a lot, but more than the $200 a week I'm pulling downEventually, I would be considered for an associate position. Benefits. Networking. Getting behind the idea that it's much easier to find a job when you already have one.

Cons: It's not a lawyer job.

The reason I'm conflicted is that I really want to take the job (assuming I get an offer), but I don't know if I should. I feel like I'm rationalizing, telling myself that it's a way in to a firm where I could eventually be an associate despite the fact that I lack the academic credentials usually required, when I don't even know if I want to be an associate there. I think that even though I wouldn't be practicing, it's no different than new graduates who take clerkships, and thus don't practice for at least a year after graduation.

All these things are true, but what's also true is that I am impatient. I would much rather be the lawyer who is working as a litigation analyst at The Big Firm than the lawyer who is working as a fundraiser at the MDA.

Argh. Watch me not get the offer and all this blathering be for nothing.

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Holy cow. I'm just getting ready to upload this entry, and the local news just broke in to Letterman to say that the plane carrying Missouri's current governor, Mel Carnahan, has crashed. He was on his way to a fundraiser for his current Senate campaign, and one of his children was the pilot. How sad.

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