"Haven't you read the studies? Bacteria need love too."
~ my mom
Wednesday, December 30, 2009
Monday, December 21, 2009
best gift ever
My mom and sister got off the plane and handed me something amazing: a giant bag of Chick-fil-a. There is nothing more a girl could ask for.
Thursday, December 17, 2009
the cure for awkwardness
Lawyers are an awkward bunch. But the most amusing are those who try to be cool about being awkward. They like to point out the awkwardness in a situation because it makes them feel a little less stupid, even if doing so usually worsens the situation. "It's awkward, but I know that already," they are reassuring us, "and if I say it first, I can pre-empt your judgment of me." A typical situation is, for example, when two people first meet at a bar.
"Hi."
"Hi."
Silence.
"Well. This is awkward."
Now they have diagnosed the situation, creating the illusion that *they* are not usually awkward. But in fact, they must be, else why would they feel prompted to point out awkwardness and increase the discomfort in the first place?
"Hi."
"Hi."
Silence.
"Well. This is awkward."
Now they have diagnosed the situation, creating the illusion that *they* are not usually awkward. But in fact, they must be, else why would they feel prompted to point out awkwardness and increase the discomfort in the first place?
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
labels
"What is a beer bottle? It's just a label. Dump out the beer, pour in water, stick a flower in there, and what happens? It becomes a vase."
- my mom
- my mom
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
why we need lawyers
After a year of loud monster sex, dog deprivation, doormat dog shit, police raids, and laptop theft, I am finally moving out of this god-forsaken apartment. Naively, I sent my property manager an email, letting her know I was moving out and asking if she needed anything from me. Of course, I received no reply. That was when I realized that I keep operating as if people in the adult world have common decency towards each other. They don't. I can't just casually tell her I'm moving out, or else she will ignore it and suddenly stun me on my way out next month with the news that I still haven't given formal notice and must therefore pay an extra month's rent. No, to avoid that, I have to send her a formal letter, and luckily since I'm a lawyer, I know how to write one.
This experience has made me remember all over again why my profession exists. It's because the older we get, the more we have to use fancy language to act like giant babies to each other. "I don't want to live here anymore" doesn't count. It has to be, "Please be on notice that I will be terminating my tenancy and vacating this unit on a date that is 30 days or more from the date of this notice." All of that legal gibberish just to say, "Peace out, bitches." Ours is truly a noble profession.
This experience has made me remember all over again why my profession exists. It's because the older we get, the more we have to use fancy language to act like giant babies to each other. "I don't want to live here anymore" doesn't count. It has to be, "Please be on notice that I will be terminating my tenancy and vacating this unit on a date that is 30 days or more from the date of this notice." All of that legal gibberish just to say, "Peace out, bitches." Ours is truly a noble profession.
Sunday, December 13, 2009
i'm possible
[in mixed Korean and English] "'Impossible' is just a word. Put an 'apo--apotrope'? 'Apostrophe'? Stick an 'apostrophe' in there, and what do you get? 'I'm possible.'"
"Can a big bowl fight with a little bowl? The big bowl wins only when it surrounds the little bowl in a hug."
- my mom
"Can a big bowl fight with a little bowl? The big bowl wins only when it surrounds the little bowl in a hug."
- my mom
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
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