My mom is too random…
I forgot to tell you that today at one point when I came down the stairs, Macz was staring at the piano. So I thought he probably kicked one of his milk rings under it. So, moved the piano and saw two milk rings and a ‘Skink’…little lizard. Moved the piano back……..took a deep breath, got a broom, moved the piano and tried hitting it. Little bugger was fast and Macz even tried to help!!! Stopped it with the basket of piano books. Didn’t kill it, so got some paper towels, plastic bags and hit it with the basket of books. Probably knocked it out. Gathered it up and put it in bags and then to garbage. Macz was my HERO!!! And, no, I don’t feel guilty.
—Marie
Problems for Sales class today: 77, 82
“I hated the kids I played house with, they always made me the dog.” —sleep deprived law student
the vending machine wasn’t going to give me my soda because it wanted more quarters…or maybe the dr.peppers get lonely so you have to buy two? I’m just glad no one was around to watch me batter the vending machine with my puny arms
“washing machines don’t run on pixie dust” —from an article on green alternatives
CD-ROM means “compact disc—read only memory”
it’s Pierce Law grey sweatshirt day
“two minute warning? oh, that’s what that was! I thought she was just giving me the peace sign or something.” —practice oral arguments
diet dr. pepper does not taste like regular dr. pepper
My brain wants to sing but law school monster beckons.