Rant to Law Firm X

So this firm that I worked for about 3 months ago is still checking my blog. Why? There’s nothing on here that concerns the firm and never will be. I made the mistake of checking my blog while working one day and ever since then they’ve been checking it every so often. I wonder what else they are monitoring? Did they get my passwords to email and such? Too bad if they did since I changed them as soon as I stopped working there. If they want to comment on here, do it. Otherwise, stop checking my blog.

Happy Birthday, America

Well, its the day of hot dogs and fireworks here in the good ole US. And of course, its cloudy and overcast here where I live. It’s a well known fact it always rains here. But maybe we’ll be lucky and the sun will peek out later. I’m not doing much. Watching the fireworks the city and news channels put on are cool about one time, but there’s too many people, too many drunks, and too much traffic to deal with to do it every year. I can watch from home and then go to sleep

I had dinner and drinks with my friend J last night for the last time. :(  She’s pretty cool. We took the bar here last year together and she really helped me get through the intense studying. We got a bit buzzed then walked around the mall to work it off.

Off the gym and then I have to start packing!!

It’s good to be 8, but hard to be 28

My nephew is spending the night here for the last time while I’m here. :(  We had a good day though. Went to the bouncy castle place, went shopping for swim trunks, ate McDonalds and he swam in the lake for an hour. And he got to play with our neighbor’s great-grandkids, one of whom is his best friend. It’s good to be 8. Tomorrow we’re having lunch with my mom at her office and then hitting up Costco.

He’s such a good kid. I’m really going to miss him. We talked about me leaving and he’s sad. Says he won’t see me very much. Makes me so sad. I love him so much, but I have to go. I have to focus on my life now but I can’t help but feel guilty. I’m his only aunt and I’m basically helping my parents around the house full-time. I’m going to miss him, my parents and my cat. And throw in a few friends, but that’s about it. I won’t miss the rain, the lack of motivation in this city, or the snobby legal community.

This will always be home but it’s time for me to go make a new home for myself, if that makes sense. I tend to be pessimistic about life changes, and I’m trying really hard not to be. I keep thinking of what I’m leaving behind instead of thinking about what is ahead. And that’s not a good attitude. I know that I’m supposed to leave. I know I’m supposed to be doing this. There is so much potential in MC. New friends, a job (hopefully),  new boys, a new place to live, new experiences, etc, etc. And throw in the beach There’s not much here but the family and a few friends, and resentment at my life not going in the direction I want it to go. And there’s no job here. And there’s a whole world out there that I want to experience. I just don’t want to get to my new apartment and be stuck mentally here. I’ve grown so comfortable here and I’m in a rut. And I know I need to get out, but it also scares me. Argh. I know I’m repeating myself here over and over again.

Off to eat some blue corn tortilla chips and try to think about all the great things in MC.

And did I mention the boy from Vegas has been texting me? In my last text I wrote, “Keep in touch”, and he wrote back, “You know I will ) That’s good right!?

Hot hot hot

I am so hot. Its like 90 degrees. And it’s not fun. It’s not dry heat and it’s not humid, but it is still  uncomfortable. I guess I should get used to this as I’m moving to MC. Yep, I found a place! This girl I had been in contact with a few weeks ago re-contacted me this week and we worked out the details. My cousin checked it out and said it looked cool. It’s a good area, has gated parking and a pool. And it’s a small unit and everyone hangs out, so I’m excited for that. Now I just have to get down there. Most likely my brother and I will drive down in a couple weeks. I am nervous and kinda freaked out, but I’ll blog about that later. Too hot right now.

I saw “Definitely, Maybe” last night. It was pretty cute.  Didn’t really make me hate my singleness so that’s good.

Friday night I had some drinks with my friend P. He’s married and totally not my type, but I think I’m his. Sometimes he’s a bit “pervy” and comes across as he’s interested in me, but I just ignore him when he acts like that. He’s told my friend J that if he wasn’t married he’d be all over me.  I try not to hang out with him one on one for that very reason, but Friday it just happened to work out like that. Luckily it went ok and I made sure to talk about the kid from Vegas. Who texted me Friday night and then didn’t write back after I wrote him back. Kids are so fickle!

Little too late…kinda

Today was a trying day. My friend asked me to go to an arraignment on his behalf for his client who is in custody. He told me to be there at 1:30. I left my house an hour early and arrived in the city where the court was with thirty minutes to spare. And then I got lost. I had mapquested directions and he gave me directions, but for some reason, I drove in circles for one hour. Yes, one hour. I had a mini heart attack and freaked out in my car. Not a good idea. When I finally arrived at the courthouse, it turns out that my friend’s client was seen first. So then I got to go talk to him back in the holding cell and explain what had happened. I felt like the biggest asshole for being late. But what I don’t understand and what is different from where I worked as a prosecutor, they just arraigned him without counsel present. Which is legal, but where I worked last year, if the defendant has an attorney, we just waited for the attorney to show up. But here they just roll them in one by one and out they go. Which sucks for the client, but not much I could do. I felt awful, and still do, but my friend reassured me it’s ok. Especially as court started at 1pm, not 1:30 like he told me, so even if I had been there on time, it still would have been too late. It was interesting speaking to the client in the holding cell though. I’ve only ever been on the other side of the law and never have gone into a cell. Kinda cool. Kinda makes me miss it. But I don’t miss where I worked last year. No siree Bob.  Bring on the contracts and transactional law–that’s what I really want to do.

As an aside, summer is finally here. We hit the 80s today. And July starts next week. Awesome.

I kissed a…

So I have a guilty pleasure. I really like that song “I Kissed a Girl” by Katy Perry. It has a really good beat. But I really don’t think kissing girls (if you are a girl) is right. I think the tone of the song is right in that she’s not in love with the girl and it’s just an experiment, but I have a lot of friends that see nothing wrong with girls kissing girls. And these are the same friends that think it’s wrong for guys to kiss other guys. Double standard? I think so. I feel bad for listening to the song, but I really like it! But I also like the song “Last name” by Carrie Underwood. Because even though I didn’t get married in Vegas (which was one of my goals ), I did kiss a boy and I don’t know his last name!

But it is just a song right?

Vegas antics

Here’s the recap of my weekend in Sin City, but be warned, it’s LONG …

Thursday: arrived early, met up with my friend T, went to our hotel and immediately visited the bar where we purchased some blue alcoholic concoction which made us drunk but then kinda sick. We went to Excalibur and Luxor, walked around, ate food and fried in the blistering heat. After a short respite in our hotel, we toured a few other hotels like Treasure Island, Mirage and Bellagio. We ate at the Mirage and saw the beautiful fountains at the Bellagio. Then we went to Thunder from Down Under! It was hot. Those men were amazingly hot and it was just an experience unlike any I’ve ever had. Then we crashed…

Friday: we woke up, ate, and headed out to the Palms pool party. On the way we stopped and got these huge drinks that had 6 shots of tequila! They were yummy. We went to Paris, the Palazzo and a couple other hotels. The Palms pool party was pretty cool actually, and we got in free b/c some promoters gave us free tickets to the Palms. Score one for us. It was so bloody hot, but it was fun chilling in the pool with my friends and scoring free drinks from old men. After about 5 hours, I had had enough and so T and I had the buffet at the Palms then headed back to our hotel to rest. Later, we ended up going to LAX where we had VIP passes and met up with our friends A and I. And we randomly ran into my friend M and her friends so that was fun. LAX was soo crowded that you could barely move. We got into a VIP room and got some free drinks from this guy from the OC so that was pretty cool. Then we headed out and went to the Cathouse where we met boys from Texas and Michigan. We ended up hanging out in the Luxor’s casino with the boys from Michigan for a while before we called it a night.

Saturday: day of drama. My friend I called us and said to head to the Rio for brunch. We decided not to since it was already late and agreed to meet up with them to walk around the strip. As we neared the Venetian (the hotel to start at), they called us and told us S, the bachelorette, was just going to brunch and that we needed to go there to hang out with her. I was annoyed b/c I didn’t want to spend $30 on a brunch when we had already eaten. And it’s not like S would be able to talk that much as she’d be eating! But T and I and A all made me feel guilty for not wanting to go. I didn’t really want to walk around the strip by myself, so reluctantly I headed to the Rio with T. Luckily, we snuck into the buffet where they were eating so we didn’t have to pay. And of course, S sat at the other end of the table so we barely spoke to her. And her friends? Out of 9 girls, 2 were nice. The rest were rude B*&^ches who made us feel like crap b/c we didn’t hang out Thursday night with them. Oh and then they had told us they weren’t going out Friday night so we decided to go out, but it turns out around 1am they decided to go to Tryst. But they never called us. So how that’s our fault, I don’t know. Anyways, after they ate we walked around the Bellagio and Caesar’s. It was pretty hot but we did spend some time with S so it was fine. While we were walking around, I really felt like shit b/c our friend A is really rude. For some reason she doesn’t like me and I always forget because I see her about once a year. Examples: she ignores me when I ask her questions, interrupts my conversations with S and T frequently, shoved her way between S and I while we were walking about 3x, rolled her eyes when I said stuff, and asked me to take several pictures of her, T and I and not once asked me to be in the picture. Total rude B&*^ch. The worst part is that she is a total nice person to S and everyone else and has the innocent girl attitude so everyone loves her. I did find out that my other friend S from Chicago hates her for the same reasons I do. Anyways, I digress. After a while, we decided to leave to get ready for the night. I was pretty upset with the way the day had gone so I headed to my friend M’s hotel and hung out with her for a few hours. Her friends were super nice and it was great being with them. I finally headed back to our hotel and got ready for dinner. Dinner was with I and A and T and it was pretty good, even though it was sushi! After dinner we met up with S and co. at Tao. Tao was amazing! It is so beautiful inside, but was SUPER crowded. A couple of S’s friends who hadn’t been there before actually turned out to be really nice and I had fun talking with them. While this was going on, A was off with T and I and S so of course I felt like the outside. Again. Anyways, after a while, S decided she wanted to leave and go to Pure. As soon as we got outside, only 5 of us (me, I, and 3 of S’s friends) decided to go to Pure as the rest wanted to gamble and change their shoes. Note to self, don’t wear cute new heels in Vegas. So not worth the foot pain! We headed to Pure, waited a while, got in, went to the VIP where M was hanging out and chilled. I had a really good time with the girls at Pure. After a while we left and went to get a cab to go home. In line there were some guys from Liverpool who said one of them is Michael Owen’s brother. Now I googled him and I don’t see a Paul Owen related to Michael Owen, but if I’m wrong let me know! Back at the hotel, T was getting ready to go to the airport, so I said goodbye and saw her off. It was right after she left that I met the boy from San Diego. Now as the saying goes, what happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas. And that’s all I’m going to say. He was really, really nice and cute, but young. But he did call me Sunday night so we’ll see what happens…

Sunday: last day in Vegas. I woke up and called S’s sister and A to see what they were doing. Never heard back. Yes, that’s right. I left several messages with them and texted them and neither responded. And S had her phone off all day so there was no way to get a hold of her. So I walked around, went to the Wynn and Venetian and Caesar’s. Did some shopping. Wanted to die because I was so tired (3 hours of sleep) and hot (108 degrees) but I sucked it up and drank a Corona. I saw the set of “The View” so that was pretty cool. I also saw Elizabeth and Sherry from about 20 feet away and took some pics. Then I went to M’s hotel and hung out with her and her friends for a while. Headed back to my hotel, laid by the pool, ate dinner, and headed out to the airport. Finally got home at 3am tired beyond tired.

Overall, it was a pretty good time. I got to see Elvis, see some famous people (Gary Payton, the girls from the View, and George Michael), met a boy, saw my friends, got a tan, went VIP, and drank a lot. Gotta love the Strip too. I definitely want to go back, but only with good friends who won’t cause drama.

Why?

I just found out that this girl I went to elementary school and high school died in labor a few weeks ago. She was only 28. How does this happen in 2008? I feel so sorry for her son who will never know her. We weren’t really close, but she was a sweet girl and always nice to everyone. On her myspace page she wrote about how excited she was to be pregnant, how great her family and her boyfriend were, and how she had a great life. So sad. I can’t help but ask why this would happen to her. RIP Linda.

Back in town

This is just a quick post to let ya all know I’m back from Vegas and not married to Elvis :)  I had a good time, although there was some drama, but it was pretty awesome hanging out in Sin City with my friends in 105 degree weather for four days.  I’m exhausted and my feet hurt so bad I can barely walk!!

Running around like…

…a chicken with my head cut off! This day has been none stop. Getting ready for Vegas is SO much work people! And with that, I’m off to cook dinner, finish packing, go tanning and try to sleep.

Catch ya next week after I’ve been Vegas-fied!