what's another word for awesome?

a is for awesome
b is for briton
c is for craig

Mary and I (and ed green & sydney) got this in the mail yesterday:

Briton seriously cracks me up.

And then tonight, after another 12 hour office duty day, I came home to find these on my doorstep:




How did I get so incredibly lucky? My friends and my boyfriend are seriously the greatest. :)

sell my old clothes, i'm off to heaven

Perhaps the most perfect song ever written (the only of the 2855 songs on my iTunes that I even bothered to give a rating to, let alone five stars), and I'd just like to take this moment to give myself a pat on the back for managing to track down an mp3 of an acoustic version of it from an EP that was only sold on their tour in 2006. Whoever said that my stalking finding stuff abilities weren't top notch . . . actually, I don't think anyone's ever said that.

To hell with you,
Kerri

not for nothing . . .

I do appreciate what the fine folks over at Vote for the Worst are trying to do, but seriously, I don't think I could stomach another week of that kid's singing. Seriously.

PS - When did I start watching American Idol?
PPS - I'm glad that Haley wasn't in the bottom three. I really like her. I cried when Simon had nice things to say about her last night.
PPPS - When did I start watching American Idol?

i knew i loved IT guys

Mary discovered this yesterday, hidden amongst the NYC and NYU pictures that rotate when you refresh NYU Home. . . .


There are just no words.

bezdek at her best

I never considered myself a violent person, but one day in the near future, Rob and I are going to have a party in the law review office that's six months overdue.

the house that threw up st. patrick's day and other random funny stuff

So Mary and I were driving home from Kohls last Friday night, trying to understand the mystery that was "Westbury High School" (having assumed that Craig's high school, Clarke, was the only HS in the town) when we saw what looked like Christmas lights. We turned down the street out of curiosity only to discover that it literally looked like it had thrown up St. Patrick's Day. We're talking MASSIVE houses, completely decked out. Irish flags, giant leprechauns, shamrocks everywhere - seriously out of control. And it wasn't just one house - there were at least three with green and white lights all over the place. Seriously, we got home and couldn't stop laughing about it. It was the funniest thing I'd seen . . . well, since the night before, when Craig and I went for kosher pizza with Tiv and Infarct (kosher pizza - seriously, two thumbs up, who would have thought) and he pointed out the kosher Chinese food place down the street. Wok Tov - I love it. (And I love that picture - something about Craig being completely in shadow, wearing a cowboy hat, with the Chinese food chopsticks popping out of his head - hilarious.) Mary and I have taken to making really off-color jokes during Lost every week. I don't even know what triggered it or what was wrong with it, but now from 10:00-11:00 on Wednesday nights, we start making ridiculous comments about everyone and their moms. There's something seriously wrong with us. But I seriously haven't laughed this hard in forever. I think that it's been making everything around me funnier. Pat and I exchanged this little piece of IM dialogue earlier and I literally started laughing outloud:

Pat (10:00:51 PM): im putting together a trip for the midnight showing of 300 at westbury stadium

Pat (10:00:54 PM): interested?

Me (10:02:09 PM): eh... thanks for asking, but i'm going to pass, i have to get myself up and to school pretty early tomorrow morning to do my source gathering (17 newspaper articles to microfiche - should be a fun day)

Pat (10:03:03 PM): *ahem*

Pat (10:03:06 PM): interested?

Pat (10:03:16 PM): (when they ask twice on tv the person always seems to change their mind)

Hahaha. I don't know why I found that so funny. Anyway. I leave you with this last picture of the St. Patrick's Day house. I love it. LOVE IT.

on cats and puberty

"Sydney, you're disturbing your brother. How is he supposed to have a wet dream if you won't let him sleep?" - Mary

why I love Lukeman

1/2 of Lesbian Couple Asked To Talk To My Sexuality Case: We just met Barbara in the hall and she told us we should come to her class.
Lukeman: I thought they might be lesbians.

how have i not seen this clip before today?