Like A Trip Back To Middle School

Wednesday, May 28, 2008

ted mosby is a jerk

Dear Self,

Don't let Troy's e-mail go to your head. You are going to fail the bar exam if you continue to do things like spend twenty minutes on this website listening to this stupid song instead of doing any of the assigned reading for class.

Love, Kerri

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Sunday, May 25, 2008

thank you becca, this link is going to ruin my life

Funny Farm

Try it out! And let me know if you want to try to figure it out with me.

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Monday, May 19, 2008

Person of Law School

2005 - 2008


Just the other day, Pat commented on how his "Person of the [ ]" worthiness peaked in December 2005. Although I stopped regularly giving out the P.O.M. award shortly after he won it, and though I can't say for sure that he ever would have won an individual month after that, his selection for "Person of Law School" is an easy choice. Overall, I can't think of a single other person who has played such a large role in the past three years of my life.

I knew I wanted to be friends with Pat before we even met. And as proof, I have a snippet from an entry I wrote in my much more personal and private "blog" nearly three years ago:

The other nice "birthday acknowledgement" surprise came from this kid Patrick from Hofstra, who I "met" on Facebook (he added me on MySpace yesterday as well) and who is in all of my classes. He got my screenname from Facebook and sent me an IM yesterday afternoon to say happy birthday, which was nice. Maybe we'll be friends. I hope so, so that I can refer back to this entry and be like "hey! That was the first time I mentioned Patrick!" August 27, 2005

He became the first person that I added to the "Hofstra" section of my buddy list, and remembering now how I wanted to know him then makes it even crazier to me that Pat actually became one of the best friends I made at Hofstra. We started as AIM friends before gradually developing an "in person" friendship through EMF's Larry Lockett project; by the end of 1L year, between Bluebooking, late night IM paper writing, merciless teasing because of my extreme sadness over Tony Almeida's death on 24 (although apparently I got the last laugh there, since enough people were pissed off about his death to actually bring him back to the show, even if he's going to be a bad guy), Kingdom of Loathing, and covert study sessions, he'd become my best friend at law school. The summer after 1L year, an apartment broker showed Mary and me an apartment that was coincidentally three or four houses down from Pat, and we became neighbors.

Over the next two years, Pat and I went through periods where we saw each other and talked to each other less than we had, but ultimately, I always knew that Pat was someone that I could count on to be there for the fun times, like birthdays, and for the not-so-fun times, like sitting in my apartment for a few hours waiting for the Verizon guy to come while I went to class. I couldn't possibly begin to list here all of the law school memories I have that involve Pat, but one thing is for sure: in the three years since I received an IM from a stranger on my 24th birthday, Pat became and remained one of the most consistent people in my life.

I guess this is already long enough (although in my defense, this is technically about 33 p.o.m.'s all in one), so to wrap it up, I'll just say a quick thank you to Pat for three years of secondhand smoke, more comic book trivia than I ever could have wanted, and just for being him. Next stop: two months of Pieper and then the Bar Exam (which apparently he told Briton's mom that I was responsible for ensuring that they both pass). Looking forward to it ;)

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Person(s) of the Semester: Spring 2008



What can I say . . . I mean seriously, was there any doubt that these two would win this? Let's be honest, Briton and Becky, both individually and collectively, will eternally be synonymous with "Spring 2008" in my mind. I'm not going to lie, there have been times through the years where coming up with a P.O.M. has been a stretch (hence the award's disappearance for two years!), but Becky and Briton couldn't possibly be a clearer and more obvious choice. Although Briton and I have been friends since first year, Becky and I grew closer this year through Law Review, her living with Briton, and our mutual love for Eric Lane. This semester though, both Briton and Becky were without a doubt my closest friends. I know that their individual "Person of the Month" posts go through a lot of this already, but this semester we enjoyed lots of nights out, including a (probably fortunately) failed attempt to see Ashlee Simpson, the best cheese fries ever made in the history of cheese fries, the PJF Auction (followed by a "sloppy" night with Becky and me at Capers's apartment), Benihana (or should I say "Asian Hooters"), boy movies like Cloverfield and Iron Man with Briton, girl movies like Made of Honor and Definitely, Maybe with Becky, and truly amazing figure skating movies with the both of them, laser tag, my first real NYC St. Patrick's Day celebration, Tuesday night Chipotle dinners with Briton followed by Troy time, many trips to the Hofstra Deli with Becky (my official Dr. Pepper vs. Cherry Coke decider), IMs with dead bears (or half alive bears), Barristers', Peeps fights in the microwave, SCRABULOUS! . . . I know that I'm forgetting stuff and that I will probably be adding to this list as I think of more.

I rung in 2008 with Briton, probably one of the most enjoyable New Years' I've ever had, and although we're only five months into it, it's been a good year. School wise and life wise, I was happier this past semester than I've been in a while, and I know that having friends like Briton and Becky have made that possible. It was a fitting end to law school to be hooded next to Briton at graduation - I could not have imagined my law school experience without him, and I could not have imagined this past semester without the two of them. So thank you to Briton and Becky for that, and for everything. I can't wait until June 14th for a sleepover party with my people of the semester!


Person of the Month: April 2008

APRIL 2008*


When I first made Law Review, there were very few 2Ls that I knew at the time. Anthony was one of the first of the Section A "strangers" that I met when we shared office duty the second or third week of school. I quickly realized just how cool Anthony was, and as I've gotten to know him better over the past two years, I've discovered that he's even cooler than I thought he was. I had the fortune of sharing the desk next to his this year as we were both Board members on the Law Review and I've gotta say, the seating arrangements were pretty awesome because aside from getting to sit next to one of the coolest people ever, when April 2008 rolled around, I became privy to all sorts of top secret (Anthony likened it to knowing the Oscar winners before opening the winner and reading it) information about the banquet. And not only did Anthony share some of his banquet excitement with me, but he also sat me at the coolest table ever (seriously . . . legen - wait for it - dary), which was his table, which made it even better because Anthony made the seating arrangements and could have placed himself with anyone he wanted, haha. Anyway. Sitting next to Anthony always guaranteed a laugh or a good story, a smiling face and a voice of sanity, and a even a pre-Pieper pep talk. Thanks Anthony for a great month and a great couple of years!

* I just want to point out that April 2008's honorable mention goes to Billy M., who amazingly thanked me in his student note, published in volume 36.2 of the law review. A link will be provided when available - thank you Billy!


Friday, May 16, 2008

classy law review moment of the day

was when Sublime started playing in the bar tonight for our happy hour and Meredith shouted out "Oh my God, I love 'Date Rape'!"

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Monday, May 12, 2008

lost themed scrabble

This entry is also brought to you by (not BUY - thank you to my spell-checker Becky for catching that typo on my last post) my procrastination.

The chat pane in its entirety, which provides just one of the many reasons why I love Melissa, reads:

Melissa L: this game is so lost themed
Melissa L: fated
Melissa L: dire
Melissa L: jin
Melissa L: pee
Melissa L: ok that's a reach but i'm sure they pee

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Sunday, May 11, 2008

i don't care what anyone says

Pinkerton is the best Weezer album.*

* This random piece of information is brought to you by Kerri's procrastination - 72 more pages of Crim Pro to get through by the end of the day!

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Friday, May 9, 2008

i cry at their bowl

I was studying Contracts at Heather's house when I got an e-mail from Mary asking how I would feel about having cats when we got an apartment together. She and her parents found kittens that were living nearby. Two boys and a girl. Mary's parents would keep the girl; we'd get the two boys. Mary named Ed Green immediately after her favorite Law & Order detective. The other one, as kind of a favor to me, she decided to name Aragorn. (I always wanted a dog named Aragorn. Actually, I always wanted a first born son named Aragorn, but I didn't think I could ever get my husband to agree to that. Er, and by "always" I mean "since I first saw that scene in The Two Towers where Aragorn pushes the door open" . . . I digress.)

Mary and I moved in July 1 - the cats stayed at home in Pennsylvania with her parents while we waited for them to be old enough or big enough to get declawed. It was August before a trip to the vet revealed that "Aragorn" was actually a girl and Winnie (short for "Eowyn", the cat that stayed with Mary's parents) was actually a boy. (Believe it or not, it wasn't the first time that Mary's family misdiagnosed boy cats as girls and vice versa. But again, I digress) Aragorn became Sydney Bristow. They grew up, they got declawed, and on October 1, 2006, they moved in.

Those cats HATED me when they moved in. Or maybe they were just terrified and hated everyone. I remember what a breakthrough it was when Mary was out late with work friends one night and I was watching TV in the living room and they both came out from under her bed to sit with me. Of course any of the goodwill that I built with them that night was destroyed when Ed Green nearly choked to death on his collar and I had to pull him by his legs out from under the couch and cut it off of him.

It didn't take long though before they became my life. I'll never forget the first time Sydney managed to pry a closed door open. The time we locked Ed Green in the bathroom accidentally. The first time Ed Green let out a "big boy meow". The first time I saw them stick their paws underneath my door. The first time I caught them sleeping curled up together in Mary's laundry basket. The time I spent 20 minutes trying to get Ed Green out from under my bed before I left, only for Mary to text me an hour later to tell me she'd just found Sydney and she'd somehow managed to run in my room while I was pulling Ed Green out. The time Ed Green dragged Mary's bra off of the drying rack and into the kitchen. The time I caught Sydney on the stairs and I started spraying her with the spray bottle and she just rolled over onto her back and let me spray her. How much they loved their cow and their fish (and they even always knew to put the fish near their food dish - brilliant cats) and their mice and their wombat and their Uncle Pat (even though he stopped visiting after a few months and broke Ed Green's heart and then they snubbed him when he finally came by again like a year later) and their yarn. How Sydney seemed to have an internal clock that told her when whatever Mary and I were watching in the living room had five minutes left because that's when she would come into the room to join us. How much Sydney loved watching Eric Lane on C-Span. How they'd spy on Sergio's summer BBQs. How they were such good sports when I put Halloween costumes on them and how Sydney let me put a (whorish) dress on her when Uncle Briton came to visit. How they loved having their bellies rubbed and how Sydney let me carry her around like a baby. How loudly Sydney purred. How they were always there for me, always, and how they just seemed to know when I was sad or upset (and there were a lot of those moments while they lived here) and it was then that they'd be the most loving.

Last week, I was walking home from doing my laundry when I saw a cat who looked just like Sydney walking up the block. I knew it couldn't possibly be her, but I dropped my clothing off inside and ran up the street anyway, chasing it, scared that I'd somehow let her out, making a complete idiot of myself. I don't know what I would have done if I'd lost her.

Now they're both gone. And they're not coming back. And the next time I see them, which won't be for months at the very earliest and might end up totaling once every year or two, they won't even remember who I am. And it's pathetic that it's 2am and they've been gone for less than twelve hours, out of the rest of their lives without me, and that I'm sitting here thinking about how I'll never hear them cry outside my door again and that it's upsetting me more than any of the other shit I've dealt with in the past couple of months.

I'm not a crazy cat lady. I'm not even a cat person. But they were my cats and I loved them and I just miss them.

the first picture I took of them

I loved her little collar

it doesn't get more precious than this

And because I'm depressed and because this is the first thing I think of when I think of love for pets, I'll share the saddest minute in the history of cartoons.

"I had Seymour 'til he was three. That's when I knew him and that's when I loved him. I'll never forget him. But he forgot me a long long time ago."

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Tuesday, May 6, 2008

law students will clearly go to great lengths to entertain themselves and each other

(screenname edited because that's how I roll with this blog)

(10:35:31 PM):
that's some nerve you have...
deadb***94 (10:36:18 PM): i don't know who you are....but I wanted liveb***94. and i was utterly disappointed to find out it was taken
deadb***94 (10:36:52 PM): so i had to go with deadb***94
deadb***94 (10:38:10 PM): so can I buy the rights to it?
deadb***94 (10:38:18 PM): its really important to me
deadb***94 (10:42:00 PM): is there a chance I could get a response
deadb***94 (10:42:02 PM): ?
deadb***94 (10:42:04 PM): at all
LiveB***94 (10:47:54 PM): haha, i have had this screenname since 1998 - sorry!
deadb***94 (10:48:40 PM): really 1998? So you were on like when the internet was invented then?
deadb***94 (10:48:48 PM): don't you think 10 years is enough
deadb***94 (10:48:49 PM): ?
LiveB***94 (10:49:31 PM): sorry! i have ten year's worth of buddies on my buddy list who know me by this screenname
deadb***94 (10:49:55 PM): I'm sorrey. I am not tryin to be rude. but seriously, what is the price. I need this screen name.
LiveB***94 (10:50:54 PM): I'm sorry, there's no price
deadb***94 (10:52:32 PM): ok. i have an idea, if i have a better story behind the name than you, I take it for the price. If you have the better story than you keep it
LiveB***94 (10:53:25 PM): haha I really appreciate your persistence, but I'm sorry, there is nothing you can tell me that will get me to change my mind
LiveB***94 (10:53:34 PM): I have 300 people who know me by this screenname
LiveB***94 (10:53:46 PM): and ten years of history with it
deadb***94 (10:54:10 PM): WOW>>>>>300 people and the history? you really were on when the internet was invented. sure you aren't too old to still be on aim....
deadb***94 (10:55:42 PM): ok...clearly you are tough to crack. I respect that. have a good time with your screen name. too bad i couldn't get it
deadb***94 signed off at 10:55:51 PM.
deadb***94 is offline and will receive your IMs when signing back in.

Annnnnd I was just IMed by "halfaliveb***94". And it's totally Briton. I am dying over here.

facebook in real life

This made me laugh. A lot.

After Crim Pro (or before Crim Pro, if I'm really feeling like procrastinating), look for April's Person of the Month, the Person of the Semester, and maybe if I'm feeling generous, the Person of Law School. (Yes, now that I've brought back the "Person of the . . . " awards, I'm getting a little out of control)


Thursday, May 1, 2008

maybe the funniest e-mail i've ever received

Ok, you guys are never going to believe this. I am at hockey now with Raymond and I just went to use the bathroom and as the toilet was flushing, my phone flew out of my pocket and flushed down the toilet. It's gone - it completely dissappeared. It never came back up....

I know that you are laughing your asses off right now, but that means that I don't have anyone's phone numbers (or a phone for that matter). I will replace it within the next day or two, but in the meantime, contact me by email and send me your phone number(s) so I can put them into my new phone once I get it.

Thanks, Christine