I'm horrible at the friends that are girls thing.

As in having female friends. Especially in large groups.

I was complaining to my (male) friend that I have no girl friends and he told me I should hang out with his fiancee because he thought we'd really get along and she's always complaining about the exact same issue. Great, I thought. New friend!

I adore his fiancee. She's amazing, we have a lot of the same interests (read: shopping), and she's just a fun person. So when she asked me over for a girl's night with some of her friends, I jumped at the chance. I made cupcakes (I was making them anyway for dinner at my sister's) and got there on time. Turns out, her friends aren't quite what I pictured. Her cousin is ghet-to. She was wearing more eye make-up than necessary and is 20 or something so she loved talking about how she's so cool because she drinks but she's underage. Her best friend is dating her brother and is my age but acts like she's also under 21 and invented the act of getting hamboned. Her other friends were just different for lack of a better word to describe them.

Normally, I have no problem fitting in and am able to hold a conversation with people I don't know about pretty much anything. I guess I just wasn't in the mood to try to be involved in a conversation about something I have absolutely no interest in. And then the board games came out and I don't feel comfortable when my extreme competitive side comes out around people I don't know. And if there's a game involved...it will. To the max. Also, I'm not into drinking large amounts of alcohol and then driving myself home. So I made up some excuse about how I had to meet some friends at a bar and left. It wasn't a complete lie...I was getting texts from some friends asking me to come to the bar. But for some reason I find myself in bed, snuggled up with Carolyn Cassady's adventures with Neal Cassady and Jack Kerouac. I'm lame.

Counting down the days until I can move back to Seattle....

Book Worm Galore

I'm pretty excited that soon my life is going to go from 0 to 100 MPH. I start my new job on Monday and in 2 weeks I'll have a second, part-time job as well. I have the LSAT to study for and boyfriend is coming in three weeks.

So why did I go to the library and check out more books than I can read?

I just finished Hunter S. Thompson's "Hell's Angels" - I enjoyed it.

This is what I have left:

• Maritta Wolf - "Sudden Rain"
• Norman Miler "The Castle in the Forest"
• Carolyn Cassady "Off the Road"
• Sue Monk Kidd "The Secret Life of Bees"
• Alison Weir "Innocent Traitor"
  

Although I have all these books to knock off and enter into my GoodReads (I'm obsessed with that website), my free time has been spent watching Torchwood. What can I say, Captain Jack Harkness is pretty hot.

Even so, I'm also looking for more good books to read. I really want to read "The Inheritance" by David E. Sanger about what challenges Obama faces, as well as "Snark" by David Denby, why the New York Times reviewed today. Any other suggestions?

(Why did my Blog Roll disappear?)

Ummmm I'm in love.

With a statue made up of Lego's.









I'm a complete Egyptology freak and if I had known how to do more than simple addition and subtraction, as well as majored in archeology, I totally would have applied to the University of Chicago's Ph.D. program in Egyptology.

I often kick myself over that and have to settle for all the pretty Egyptian statues/artwork I have in my room, as well as the shelves of books that line my walls dedicated to the topic .

Jon Hamm Mad Men vs. Jon Hamm 30 Rock

Jon Hamm as Don Draper in "Mad Men":
















Jon Hamm as he appears in "30 Rock":












Insanely hotter as an advertising executive in the 1960's, opposed to a pediatrician dating Liz Lemon in 2009.

Why can't men still dress in that fashion?

Employment At Last!

Someone was actually crazy enough to think it's a good idea to offer me a job.

A job at a non-profit organization, which is paying me hardly anything, but still a really incredibly cool job - one that I'm pretty sure I'm going to love.

I start Monday. I'm extremely nervous and excited.

Brash and Hopeful.

I love when asked the question "what is your dream job?" in an interview.

After law school, I'd like to become an international human rights lawyer based in London for a NGO, such as Amnesty International, where they need U.S. trained attorneys in foreign countries. After working with such a NGO fighting for human rights (mostly women's) in third world countries, I'd like to weasel my way into UNIFEM (United Nations Development Fund for Women) and spends months at a time attending UN conferences in Geneva. While doing so, I'd like to be a correspondent for such news outlets as Women's eNews.

Does this have anything to do with the position I'm applying for currently? No. What is my typical response?

Something along the lines of, I'd love to work in such and such industry (shoot me) and earn my M.B.A. (never going to happen) while growing professionally and helping a corporation to grow at the same time (corporation? no thanks).

So there are two underlying questions here. If I know so specifically what I ultimately want to do with my life...why do I feel so "lost"? And because all of these goals require law school, why am I not studying with every free moment (which is currently 24/7) for the LSAT?

Annddd I'm back!

Very unwillingly, but I'm back on the East Coast. I must admit I never, ever had a problem flying before but with the plane crash in the city I called home for five years, I was a little weary. What can you say about such a tragedy, when you know people who lost friends and family?

Seattle was amazing, it was as if I had never left. We drove about 5 hours south to Eugene, Oregon to surprise my best friend who attends law school at the University of Oregon. We ran around Volunteer Park, had the best Pho ever from Pho Cyclo, checked out a condo for the boyfriend, took some pictures of the outside of apartment buildings so I can remember where I want to look when I move back there this summer.

I recieved this wonderful coat as a Valentine's gift:













(he has fabulous taste!)

Mt. St. Helen's from the airplane.









Skyline from a place in the Queen Anne neighborhood