Ok, so I got a new comment system (thanks trish!) Hopefully I didn't screw this up and it'll work. If you've commented in the past and it did not work, try again, it should work now!!!

So, along with song line of thought... does anyone remember "The Songs You Love to Hate" from freshman year? When Ithaca College played all the songs that you go "Oh god, not that song" and yet you know every word and can't help but sign along. A good example is "Ice Ice Baby." So, because I am curious (and avoiding my packing and cleaning) what is everyones favorite songs you love to hate? I came up with my top five:

1. Ice Ice Baby - damn my brother for this one, I can't help but love it
2. Barbie Girl - over played but still awfully funny
3. Can't Touch This - One of my favorites from the early 90s rap
4. Bye Bye Bye - stupid thing sticks in my head, but the dance is such fun I can't help it
5 (tie). Who Let the Dogs Out? / Angel (Shaggy) - Massively overplayed my senior year, but I can't but love them when I want to get a Carribean groove on!

Note: I am going home tonight, so I doubt I'll update my blog much over vacation. That being said, Merry Christmas, Happy Hanukkah and Happy New Years to all, and I'll be back in January!

My exams are over. My clinic is done for the semester. My client is getting her money. **WHEW** And now I get to breathe. "If I just breeeeeeeeathe...." Did you ever notice how people pick songs to represent their life? And it changes, based on where they are in their life. Or maybe I do this more then most, since I am rather musically fickle (like my play list that currently has rap, alternative and a capella in it...) But I look back at a majority of my life, and I always had a "song" or maybe 2 that was my song for the time. Those of you in Donlon remember my Chumbawumba obsession (which I STILL listen to before exams...) Or maybe, from high school, "Bitch" (yes, I though I was cool, just run with it.) Sometimes it was not a song I chose, but it was "imposed" on me, and represented an emotion (Donlon, remember Angela and the Robert Miles "Children" battle?) Sometimes a song stays with me, and it becomes an emotion song. An emotion song is one that always makes me feel a certain way, so I always listen to it when I want to feel a certain way (or if I feel that way and I want it to continue...) Like "Leavin' on a Jet Plane" always makes me sad but happy, since it was the "we are graduating and leaving college" song. Or "Video Killed the Radio Star" if I want to be happy (or turning Japanese if I want a more hyper happy.) And "Barbie Girl" STILL makes me laugh, although Aqua's "Heat of the Night" brings amusement as well (I am so surprised Christine never killed me...)

I wonder why songs stick like that? Why does "Only the Good Die Young" always make me think of Matt? Why does "Heat of the Night" make me think of Christine? Fishheads makes me think of Chris. Thong song for Joe. I have a song for almost every person, and some people get not just songs but artists (Kristen = Dixie Chicks, Deb = Billy, Trish = Marilyn Manson, Chris = Stephen Lynch AND Mozart, Claire = Harry Connick Jr. etc...) There are thousands of little neurons in my brain storing these random connections. Maybe I should get major artists to sing my homework...

On a completely different note, it will soon be new years, and, as per normal, I shall be having my new years party. This year it is home, at my friend brian's house. All are invited (I can say this because I don't think anyone other then my friends read my blog.) If you are coming, let me know, so we make sure we have plenty of food and alcohol for all!

P.S. Deb, I think the above paragraphs were an excellent example of mental babble. Much like my speaking, it makes little rational sense. ;-)

Admiralty done. Only one more test and the semester is over. I think that gets a woo. Woo!

In the spirit of not doing work for a few minutes, I created a nation, the Commonwealth of Nomikia. It is in this little online game thing, where you create a nation, and then play the nation. I am in a region with a few classmates. It is kinda fun and a nice 5 minute distraction every day. And if you can't play for a bit you can go on vacation. If anyone wants to try it, go here. And if you want to join my region, drop me a note and I'll get you hooked up with the name and password.

All that being said, I should get back to work. Bleah.

My admiralty test is tomorrow. Chances are it is gonna be pretty hard. And I likely will not enjoy the experience. On a lighter note, I have managed not to kill my new fish. This is apparently rather difficult for me to do. Ironically, I can keep mammals alive for long periods of time, but fish and I just seem to have trouble. Might have something to do with my killing fish for a living for a year. Hmmmm.....

By the way, snow, in all its glory, is making a big mess of boston. First it snows, so we can't anywhere. Then it melts, and floods, and we can't get anywhere. And at night, it freezes, and, noting a pattern here, we can't get anywhere. All things aside, I have my admiralty test tomorrow. Does life get better then that? I think not.

In leiu of doing my journal for professional responsibility (see, they make us take ethics. We are good people!) I found some funny quotes I wanted to share:

"The public regards lawyers with great distrust. They think lawyers are smarter than the average guy but use their intelligence deviously. Well, they're wrong. Usually they're not smarter."

~F. Lee Bailey

"... ours is a sick profession marked by incompetence, lack of training, misconduct and bad manners. Ineptness, bungling, malpractice and bad ethics can be observed in court houses all over this country every day ... these incompetents have a seeming unawareness of the fundamental ethics of the profession."

~Chief Justice Warren Burger

"Judge - A law student who marks his own examination papers."

~H.L. Hencken

"Law school has been described as a place for the accumulation of learning. First-year students bring some in; third-year students take none away. Hence it accumulates."

~Daniel White

So last week was thanksgiving. Which frankly rocked. I saw my friends and family, played with my rabbits and went shopping with my dad. I even did a little work. It was great. I sometimes forget how nice it is to take a break. And it helps me remember why I love being home. I have parents who love me, siblings who I now get along great with, and and aunt who is a lot of fun to talk with. And Albany isn't too bad either. :-)

My friends at home are different then my friends here. Not in a bad or good way, just different. It's the difference in knowing someone for most of their lives. My closest friends from home have known me for at least 15 years. We grew up together. And while I have made some of my closests friends after I left home, there just something special about childhood friends.

Today was my last class of the semester. Surprisingly, although I am mildly sad/elated that classes are over, it went without much fanfair. Interesting, since last year it was a HUGE relief, and we all went and partied. This year it felt like just any other day. I wonder why? Thoughts for another day, I suppose.