Wednesday, May 31, 2006

Hard Rock Cafe

The Boy and I were having lunch at Hard Rock Cafe at the Beverly Center in LA. I ordered the appetizer portion of chicken tenders and he ordered the BBQ ribs meal with fries, coleslaw and chili. We were going to share everything anyway so decided that one main dish and an appetizer should be enough for us since the waiter also warned us the portions were extra large.

About 15 minutes later, the waiter comes by with our orders and puts the plate of chicken tenders in front of me, and the plate of ribs in front of the Boy. Waiter walks away and I start digging into the chicken tenders but the Boy decides to switch the plates so that the chicken tenders are in front of him and the ribs are in front of me. Thinking that he's too lazy to cut apart the ribs, I start cutting it up myself so we both could just pick at the ribs.

Well, the waiter walks by again and does a double take because I now have the plate of ribs and the Boy has the smaller plate of chicken tenders.

Waiter: Umm, did I get the orders mixed up?

BF: No, you didn't. She just doesn't like to flaunt her eating abilities.

Me: Hey! I actually DID order the chicken tenders. You switched the plates.

BF: See, she says that, but she really did want the ribs. Look at her cutting into it.

Waiter: I got you. No worries. I like a girl who can eat. Don't be ashamed.

Me: I'm actually just cutting up the ribs for him because he can't do it.

Waiter: Ohh, she got you there.

BF: Wait till you see who actually eats all the ribs.

Me: hardy har har

...about 20 minutes later....

Waiter: I see you both finished here. Any room for dessert?

Me: Good. Gosh. No. More. Room.

Waiter [looking at the Boy]: I see you finished your plate of ribs. No wonder you must be full.

BF: Yeah, them ribs were good. And she enjoyed her chicken tenders very much, thank you.

Me: Bring the check. He's paying for this humiliation he's trying to bring upon me.

Waiter: You're a good woman.

Wisteria Lane

Took a tour of Universal Studios and drove through Wisteria Lane, the set of Desparate Housewives.
Gabrielle and Carlos Solis' House
Lynette's House (I think)
Edie's House
Bree's House (unless the brown one is hers)
Susan's House

Tuesday, May 23, 2006

absolutely no loyalty

My boss and I have a pretty good working relationship and so I didn't know how, or when, to tell him about my recent law school news. He's always telling me that I'm the best assistant/paralegal he ever hired and he wouldn't know what to do without me. So I felt guilty for having to break his heart and tell him that I didn't want to be his assistant anymore because I was going to law school.

The timing of when to break the news to him was important too. He's going to be spending the month of July in Ireland. I personally felt it wouldn't be nice to only give him two weeks notice right when he returns from Ireland. That only made me feel more guilty about ditching him for law school. So I did what I thought was in the best interest for both of us: I told him last Friday about leaving in August for law school.

See, I thought I was being nice and pretty fair in giving him so much notice, so that he didn't think I blindsided him (like the many associates who quit right after receiving their annual bonuses--now that's shady). And I wouldn't have told him this soon if he wasn't leaving the country right smack in the middle of summer. He took the news pretty well, and was disappointed that I was going to leave the firm but said he wouldn't want to replace me until my very last day possible (which is the first week in August--two weeks after he gets back from Ireland).

So I thought all was well. Until I overheard the office manager tell another partner that my last day will be June 30. And she didn't even tell ME this. Hello! Shouldn't I know when you fire me (especially after I told you I was going to quit)? And she was standing right there, next to my cubicle, talking to the other partner of the firm. And I kept staring at her in hopes that she would tell me personally that my last day will be June 30. But no, she just ignored me and walked back to her office.

Now, I really don't care if my last day is June 30 and not my planned date of August 4. But I feel cheated that no one is telling me this and I had to overhear it in conversation that wasn't even behind closed doors or even in whispers! And my boss is New York for the week so I wonder if this is what he told the office manager or if she's making all the hiring decisions herself.

I try to be nice but the people at this firm just wants to stab me in the back. Lot of good being nice did for me.

I should've known from the way my firm axed two former employees but I thought I was different. Ha. Words of advice to all of you out there: Show No Loyalty.

Friday, May 19, 2006

Snapple Facts

#84: Oysters can change from one gender to another and back again.

#104: There are more than 30,000 diets on public record.

#122: A duck can't walk without bobbing it's head.

#184: The most used letters in the English language are E, T, A, O, I and N.

#483: Smile more -- every two thousand frowns creates one wrinkle.

Time for Jelly Belly pictures

My new friend. No, it's not Mrs. Kong.

sniff sniff

monkey soft to sleep on.

You found me!

Wednesday, May 17, 2006

Tips for Future Lawyers of America

If you are a law school student seeking summer employment or permanent employment for after graduation, here are some tips about sending our your resumes to law firms:

1. Proof read your cover letter and resume. Any spelling mistakes is bad. Any grammar mistake is worse. And try to write in English. Not everyone speaks German.

2. Don't send your resumes to random law firms you know nothing about. I.e. don't send a cover letter stating your interest in criminal law to a firm that only does civil litigation.

3. Make sure the firm that you are interested in working at actually has an office located at the address you are sending your resume to. Here's a littl secret: some firms have mailboxes in every city so there is really no actual office located at that address. It's so the firm can tell the courts that they are "local." If possible, go seek out the address and make sure it's an actual office. That way, you won't have to get the letter saying "we don't have an actual office there..."

4. Make sure the firm is looking to actually hire somebody. Don't call up and ask who the managing partner is and then just send your resume to that person. Your letter ends up on my desk and I have to write you a letter saying that we're not hiring. It'll save us all some time and money.

5. Make sure you have the right letters in the correct envelopes for each firm. I got a letter addressed to Firm B when the envelope said Firm A. Yeah. You're not going to be hired at either firm.

6. Make sure whatever firm you're sending your stuff to actually has a summer program for you to take part in. Again, you're wasting your time and my time when I get these letters for summer associates positions.

7. When a firm says "We're not hiring," THEY REALLY MEAN IT! They're not going to change their mind when they read your letter and resume. The main reason they're not hiring is because they can't afford to. Firms usually advertise their need for more attorneys.

Okay, now I have to go send out letters to all those people who did one or more of the above.

Saturday, May 13, 2006

high and hurting

My legs hurt from standing in line for two hours, and then standing in one spot for another four hours.

My voice is raspy from yelling for the last four hours.

I'm pretty sure I'm still high from the second hand pot-smoke I've been inhaling for the last four hours.

And I think my right ear is now deaf from the screaming teenage girls that were standing next to me at the concert.

But it was all worth it to see the Pussycat Dolls and Black Eyed Peas perform in concert. What a great show! Probably the best I've been to (considering the last two concerts were Britney Spears & NSYNC).

Now we're on our way to Sacramento to enjoy some sun. But first, some much needed sleep. And then more about the concert.

Thursday, May 11, 2006

Peter Pan

Peter Pan the musical is FANTASTIC!!

Lots of flying going on, it's cool! And Peter flys out into the audience! Especially cool if you're sitting in the first three rows of the Loge section because she flies right up to you.

If you're in the Bay Area, go see it before it leaves the Orpheum Theater at the end of the month.

Sunday, May 07, 2006

oh so sunny and me so sick

It's a beautiful Saturday morning.

The sun is out and shining brightly. It's about 70 degrees in the house, so it must be a lot warmer outside. The Boy opened the window and there's a slight breeze flowing through the bedroom. And it's all so peaceful and quiet. It's only 11:00 a.m. and there's a whole day ahead of us to bask in the sunlight and enjoy the spring weather, maybe even get a tan....

Well, at least one of us got to do that. The Boy that is.

I, on the other hand, was curled up in a ball on the bed, crying for mercy because my entire body was aching with pain and the worst pain came from my throat, which felt like there was a fire burning on high. Everytime I swallowed it felt like I was trying to swallow a cup full of glass shards.

Having a sore throat is the most horrible thing to experience. Ever. I couldn't eat. Soup wasn't even satisfying to my stomach. It just hurt too much to swallow. I couldn't even fully enjoy the chocolate brownie sundae cheesecake from the Cheesecake Factory but I had to order it because damnit who passes up cheesecake from the Cheesecake Factory?!

I will need a replacement slice of cheesecake once my throat has healed itself. Yes I will. I'm thinking the oreo one will be good.

Thursday, May 04, 2006

It's a happy day

UMKC Dean: So tell me a little about what you do for the Asian Legal Clinic.

Me: I am usually at their Immigration Clinic so most of the clients who come in usually have a deportation notice and wants to know what to do to be able to stay in the country. I'll take down as much information as possible about each client's situation, consult with the supervising attorney and then will inform the clients of possible options. And once in a blue moon, we'll be able to take on a case pro bono and actually represent the client in front of the immigration judge.

UMKC Dean: We have a very good international legal program here. Were you interested in international law?

Me: Yes. I am actually quite conflicted about two programs at UMKC, the litigation program adn the international law program. I'm currently working in litigation now and I'd like to continue to gain more experience in litigation. However, at the same time I would like go back to my undergraduate concentration and explore the international arena, specifically East Asia.

UMKC Dean: Would you be interested in the private or public sector of international law?

Me: More interest in the public sector than private, just because I want to help the people who can't afford to hire big wigs....


UMKC Dean: I hear a baby crying in the background???

Me: Oh that's no baby. {meoooowwww meooooowww} I do not have a baby. {meow meow meow} That's just my cat.

UMKC Dean: ...a cat? Why....

Jelly Belly: meow meow meow meow meow

Me: I locked her up earlier but she kept crying so I let her back out and she was just laying there and she wasn't making a peep for the last fifteen minutes...

UMKC Dean: Aww how cute...

[I'm frantically petting Jelly Belly so she would stop crying, but as I keep petting her, she keeps biting me and I had to bite my lip to keep from yelling oww.]

Me: ...but everytime I'm on the phone, she'll come crying and wants my attention.

UMKC Dean: Aww, she's jealous. Well, do you have any questions for us?

Me: Yes....[continues conversation with questions about clinics and inns.]

Me: And I guess the final obvious question is when will you have a definite answer about my application?

UMKC Dean: Oh we'll contact you within the next few days to let you know if you have an acceptance or if we decided to put you on the waitlist.

Me: That's great. It was nice speaking to you. Thank you for still being interested enough to call me and allowing me to share more with you over the phone.

-seven hours later-

I get a phone call from the admissions office at University of Missouri, Kansas City School of Law offering me an acceptance! Whoopie!!!!

Oh give me a home, where the buffalo roam....oh wait that's the Kansas state song.


BF: The cat got you into UMKC. You should go home and reward her.


BF: August 18 is orientation at UMKC. Got to add that date to my calendar.

Me: How do you know when orientation is? Did you look it up already?!?

BF: Yep, just looking at their...

Me: I can't believe you're already planning for me to move away!!!

BF: ..but...

Me: I just told you the news an hour ago and you already know when orientation starts?!?

BF: ...umm...

Me: So how do you know when all the vacation dates are?


Yesterday, I bought a couple of scratch tickets. The Boy took first pick and won another scratch ticket. I took the second ticket and won $10! whoo-hoo! There's $10 towards law school fund. Aw, what the hell. Booze to celebrate now. Loans for law school later.


Yesterday, I lost my MUNI fast pass. Today, I bought another fast pass. Five minutes ago, my neighbor asks if I lost a fast pass because she found one in the lobby... Yay! But now what to do with the second fast pass?

Monday, May 01, 2006

Someone save me

How do you tell your superior at work that he/she has bad breathe? So bad that it lingers in the air after he/she leaves your work area and you just have to hide under the desk until the air circulates through? Offering gum hasn't worked.

I don't know why he/she has such bad breathe. He/she doesn't even have to be face-to-face for me to smell the rancid odor drifting across the air.

I just can't stand it anymore.