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Well, now I definitely have to make sure I see all of it…the love of my life, Ms. Natalie Portman, is one of the guest hosts at the Philadelphia Live 8 concert.

Now I’m not so sad anymore that I’m not seeing U2 and Pink Floyd in London.

Okay, so I know I promised more writing about me yesterday. I always have trouble writing in here because this isn’t a LiveJournal (I do have one, and I don’t use it). I know that some people just keep checking this page to see what’s up with me, and I appreciate it.

1) I have no idea how other law students make such lovely blogs and keep them updated with lawyerly things during law school. It amazes me to no end. Maybe it’s because I was a 1L last year and it didn’t seem like I had any time? I mean, I wish I was able to do political commentary, or review the new law clerks for the Supreme Court, or even just discuss the weather over the now-closed DMA parking lot…But I never felt like I had time before.

2) I think that people who say that you never forget the first person you love (or at least, kindasortamaybe love are right. We used to have this discussion, where I would tell her how wonderful she was and she would tell me how easy it would be for me to replace her. Well, I never actually have and she actually was wonderful. It’s really weird. I mean, it’s two years hence and I still think about girls in comparison to her…I suppose everyone does that, you want to compare everyone you ever know to everyone else and then you get all confused. Maybe that’s wrong, but that’s sort of it. Kinda silly, really. Stupid things, feelings. We could just all be Vulcans, that would make it a lot easier, I think.

“I’ve been making a list of the things they don’t teach you at school. They don’t teach you how to love somebody. They don’t teach you how to be famous. They don’t teach you how to be rich or how to be poor. They don’t teach you how to walk away from someone you don’t love any longer. They don’t teach you how to know what’s going on in someone else’s mind. They don’t teach you what to say to someone who’s dying. They don’t teach you anything worth knowing.” - Neil Gaiman, _The Sandman_

3) Classes are killing me. It really is tough to manage this long interminable day, but I do like the job in the courthouse - it’s just the classes afterwards that bug me. I’m finding it difficult to care about either evidence or professional responsibility, and I am, of course, worried about my grades. Always grades, it comes back to those damnable things. We should totally just be judged on the content of our character rather then on grades, we’d be a much better society.

4) I really need to start writing again. I’ve been (yes, this is dorky) re-reading Harry Potter, and then because I like to see what people do, I keep ending up and reading HP fanfiction. Nothing DIRTY, but I’ve been trying to read the good ones. Most of them are crappy, which is a common theme in fan-writing, apparently. They like to write really crappy stuff.

And no, I’m not going to be writing that. I want to get this damn book out of my head so I can do something else with it. I sort of know the plot, and I sort of know the characters, and I sort of have an idea, but not entirely, which hurts the writing. Although for me writing is not the sort of thing that’s “plotted out,” it’s more along the lines of the sort of thing that just happens. You put pen to paper (or fingers to keys, as it were) and just get one’s type on. T’cha, y’know?

5) My life is seriously kinda boring right now. As I pointed out, I don’t do much other than work, class, and sleep…there’s no time for anything else! But I’m kind of excited for the Fourth of July this year. With Live 8 and Elton John coming to Philadelphia, it’s going to be way exciting. Hopefully I’ll get to see both concerts, it’s going to be pretty cool.

Well, it’s the middle of June, and I’m ready for a real vacation.

“Oh,” you say, “Aren’t you on vacation? You shouldn’t have school in the summer.”

Well, I’m not. I’m working at the Camden Federal Courthouse for Judge Joel B. Rosen. This is an amazing job. First, Judge Rosen totally rocks, and I get to see all sorts of trials, participate in conferences, and ignore my website. What does the job entail? Basically, I do a lot of research and I write memos and opinions for the judge.

I’m also taking two summer classes. DO NOT TAKE TWO SUMMER CLASSES. You may have missed that. Let me say it again: DO NOT TAKE TWO SUMMER CLASSES While I need to take Professional Responsibility (and Prof. Yosifon is amazing) and Evidence, it is killing me. This is my typical workday:

7:30AM: Wake up.
8:30AM: Get to work.
12:30PM: Eat lunch.
5:00PM: Get done work.
6:00PM: Start class.
10:00PM: End class.
10:30PM: Get home, sleep.

See? Isnt’ that fun? It’s not SOOOO bad, but it’s pretty lousy. I don’t recommend it.

I might finish this posting later, otherwise, this is it.

From the Washington, D.C. Craigslist:

RANT: JDate, You Suck
Reply to: anon-74986331@craigslist.org
Date: 2005-05-23, 9:53PM EDT

Dear JDate,

I saw you on the web a few months ago after my mother said “You know, my friend’s son had great success on JDate, why don’t you try it? I’ll even pay for it.” So I did. Well, apparently JDate and I messed up somewhere along the line.

See, JDate, I was taken in by your gorgeous smile and $34.95 per month usage charge. I had no idea that you were really a backstabbing, horribly depressing, worthless service. The fact is, JDate, you really suck.

Here’s the problem. I’m a well-to-do, witty, attractive, intelligent guy - I mean, obviously, some people here are going to scoff at that, but I can’t hide the truth. I was basically using it because I moved to a new area where I really didn’t know anyone, and I figured it would help. But that doesn’t matter to the girls on JDate, who apparently are all looking for Brad Pittstein or Tom Cruise-Cohen. Note that neither of them will (or should) be on JDate. Why? Because one is busy screwing Angelina Jolie and the other is with Katie Holmes (who are both shiksas anyway).

“Oh,” you say. “That’s not true, I’m just looking for a nice Jewish boy to date.” Well, if that was true, maybe you’d be a nice Jewish girl. Listen, girls, the “J” in JDate stands for Jewish. If you’re not planning on converting or you aren’t Jewish, please stop using it. Or at least come right out and say it. And if you’re going to lie about that, at least don’t use pictures on the site from when you were fifteen.

Yes, fifteen. Remember those days? They were apparently before you had an eating contest with a blue whale and won. Don’t use those pictures, because if you do meet someone, they are (a) going to know you lied and (b) going to try to harpoon you for your blubber – it’s very expensive, and after paying $34.95 a month for JDate, your blubber would probably sell very well on the black market. Some people need to stay warm in the winter.

Finally, if you are a “nice Jewish girl,” let me explain something to you. If you were in a bar and some guy was talking to you and you didn’t like him, what would you say? You’d say “Sorry, I’m not interested,” or something to that effect, right? What makes you think that it should be any different online? Seriously, I just love this conversation:

———–
JDATE GIRL: Hey, are you going to be online tomorrow? I want to talk some more, but I’m going to bed.
ME: Oh, sure, I’ll talk to you later!
JDATE: Great! See you tomorrow!

(THE NEXT DAY)

ME: Hey, how’s it going?
AIM: JDATEGRL01 has blocked you. Go fuck yourself!
—————-
I mean, the LEAST you could do would be to say “Hi, I’m not interested.” Instead, your choice was to block me and be a complete and utter bitch, which is a lot different, and not very polite at all.
So, to sum up:

1) JDate is expensive.
2) Don’t post pictures that are 8 years old and where you weight one-eighth of what you do now.
3) Don’t be a bitch – if you don’t want to talk, just say so. And perhaps if you took the time to actually think about it, maybe you’d be happier and have a very wealthy boyfriend right now.