Dan made it to CA safely and he and his bff/road-trip buddy are still hanging out even when they don't have to, so the trek was a success! He's in our hometown right now, picking up old furniture, and seeing family.
I've been occupying myself with Journal* duties (and wine)**. I also happened to keep all the best rom-coms we have in our collection and a couple dramas (also some sports movies because Dan HATES sports movies but I am a sucker for them all and get the chills whenever the protagonist team wins), so I've got that going for me.
I promised myself at the end of 2L that I would splurge on a nice massage. But then work started and Dan got his job and things were just a bit crazy. So when I finally was able to schedule it, I decided to schedule it for after Dan left because I knew I would seriously miss all the back scratches that I force him to give me. You know, because there's nothing like paying someone to give you physical affection. At least its not a hooker, right? Am I right? Regardless, that massage is happening this evening and I am so ridiculously excited.
In order to keep focused on the positive, I've downloaded myself a little countdown app and I've put in all the various dates that we know we'll see each other. FIFTEEN DAYS until I see that man I love. Yep, cheesy. Deal with it.
*Have I explained "Journal" in this place? Well, it's just the most horrendous scam they have going in law school. Everyone competes in the first year to be placed on a journal. Most schools have multiple journals but every school has Law Review (the creme de la creme of journals). I didn't make Law Review, I'm on a secondary journal. And it is just a load of horseshit. "Do it," they tell you. "Employers will wonder why not..." They say. I CALL CRAP. Not one employer has asked me about it and the workload blows and if you are a 1L and you do not think you'll make Law Review: DON'T DO IT. It's not worth it.
**Drinking even a solitary glass of wine by myself feels weird. But I do it anyway.
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| {they are having fun without me which is just rude I tell you} |
I promised myself at the end of 2L that I would splurge on a nice massage. But then work started and Dan got his job and things were just a bit crazy. So when I finally was able to schedule it, I decided to schedule it for after Dan left because I knew I would seriously miss all the back scratches that I force him to give me. You know, because there's nothing like paying someone to give you physical affection. At least its not a hooker, right? Am I right? Regardless, that massage is happening this evening and I am so ridiculously excited.
In order to keep focused on the positive, I've downloaded myself a little countdown app and I've put in all the various dates that we know we'll see each other. FIFTEEN DAYS until I see that man I love. Yep, cheesy. Deal with it.
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| {it's called dreamdays and its cute} |
*Have I explained "Journal" in this place? Well, it's just the most horrendous scam they have going in law school. Everyone competes in the first year to be placed on a journal. Most schools have multiple journals but every school has Law Review (the creme de la creme of journals). I didn't make Law Review, I'm on a secondary journal. And it is just a load of horseshit. "Do it," they tell you. "Employers will wonder why not..." They say. I CALL CRAP. Not one employer has asked me about it and the workload blows and if you are a 1L and you do not think you'll make Law Review: DON'T DO IT. It's not worth it.
**Drinking even a solitary glass of wine by myself feels weird. But I do it anyway.
