...and done!

Wow. Almost ten days without a post.

So I just finished up my last day at the ole internship. It was totally that 'last day of school' feeling. Counting the minutes until it was over. My feelings on non-paying jobs that demand a whole bunch? No bueno. Then I had to give a heart-felt goodbye to a bunch of people I hope never to see again. Good riddance.

Two weeks+ to find an apartment back in Cali, hang with all my buddies, and get my head ready for school. Three things that conflict with each other on so many levels.

Here's what I don't understand...

I'll get to it in a minute. 1: Most of my posts lately have been under the influence of alcohol. I get it. I'm sure you do as well. 2: I honestly can't remember.

I'm not going to listen to my friends anymore. The ones I care out (their opinion anyway) never come out. I just made a bad decision and I had no choice. Guess it wasn't a decision. I have taken the advice of a person who knows nothing about being with anyone. I'm sure this will work out well for me. Sarcasm implied. FUCK FUCK FUCK.

Nothing to say

I don't have anything to add. Simply, I just was sick of looking at that insanely long post I made last time. My apologies.

Sorry.

I'm actually gonna post an email that was forwarded to me a while ago. I did some research, being the dork I am, and found out that these are real. I think you'll enjoy it. If you only read one, read the last one.

> These are from a book called Disorder in the American Courts, and are things people actually said in court, word for word, taken down and now published by court reporters who had the torment of staying calm while these exchanges were actually taking place.
>
> It's worth reading and they saved the best for last!
>
>
>
> ATTORNEY: Are you sexually active?
> WITNESS: No, I just lie there.
> _______________________________
>
> ATTORNEY: What is your date of birth?
> WITNESS: July 18th.
> ATTORNEY: What year?
> WITNESS: Every year.
> _____________________________________
>
> ATTORNEY: What gear were you in at the moment of the impact?
> WITNESS: Gucci sweats and Reeboks.
> _____________________________________
>
> ATTORNEY: This myasthenia gravis, does it affect your memory at
> all?
> WITNESS: Yes.
> ATTORNEY: And in what ways does it affect your memory?
> WITNESS: I forget.
> ATTORNEY: You forget? Can you give us an example of something you
> forgot?
> _____________________________________
>
> ATTORNEY: How old is your son, the one living with you?
> WITNESS: Thirty-eight or thirty-five, I can't remember which.
> ATTORNEY: How long has he lived with you?
> WITNESS: Forty-five years.
> _____________________________________
>
> ATTORNEY: What was the first thing your husband said to you that
> morning?
> WITNESS: He said, "Where am I, Cathy?"
> ATTORNEY: And why did that upset you?
> WITNESS: My name is Susan.
> ______________________________________
>
> ATTORNEY: Do you know if your daughter has ever been involved in
> voodoo?
> WITNESS: We both do.
> ATTORNEY: Voodoo?
> WITNESS: We do.
> ATTORNEY: You do?
> WITNESS: Yes, voodoo.
> ______________________________________
>
> ATTORNEY: Now doctor, isn't it true that when a person dies in his
> sleep, he doesn't know about it until the next morning?
> WITNESS: Did you actually pass the bar exam?
> ____________________________________
>
> ATTORNEY: The youngest son, the twenty-one-year-old, how old is he?
> WITNESS: Uh, he's twenty-one.
> ________________________________________
>
> ATTORNEY: Were you present when your picture was taken?
> WITNESS: Would you repeat the question?
> ______________________________________
>
> ATTORNEY: So the date of conception (of the baby) was August 8th?
> WITNESS: Yes.
> ATTORNEY: And what were you doing at that time?
> WITNESS: Uh....
> ______________________________________
>
> ATTORNEY: She had three children, right?
> WITNESS: Yes.
> ATTORNEY: How many were boys?
> WITNESS: None.
> ATTORNEY: Were there any girls?
> ______________________________________
>
> ATTORNEY: How was your first marriage terminated?
> WITNESS: By death.
> ATTORNEY: And by whose death was it terminated?
> _____________________________________
>
> ATTORNEY: Can you describe the individual?
> WITNESS: He was about medium height and had a beard.
> ATTORNEY: Was this a male or a female?
> ______________________________________
>
> ATTORNEY: Is your appearance here this morning pursuant to a
> deposition notice which I sent to your attorney?
> WITNESS: No, this is how I dress when I go to work.
> _____________________________________
>
> ATTORNEY: Doctor, how many of your autopsies have you performed on
> dead people?
> WITNESS: All my autopsies are performed on dead people.
> ______________________________________
>
> ATTORNEY: ALL your responses MUST be oral, OK? What school did you
> go to?
> WITNESS: Oral.
> ______________________________________
>
> ATTORNEY: Do you recall the time that you examined the body?
> WITNESS: The autopsy started around 8:30 p.m.
> ATTORNEY: And Mr. Denton was dead at the time?
> WITNESS: No, he was sitting on the table wondering why I was
> doing an autopsy on him!
> ____________________________________________
>
> ATTORNEY: Are you qualified to give a urine sample?
> WITNESS: Huh?
> ____________________________________________
>
> And here's the best saved for last.........
>
>
> ATTORNEY: Doctor, before you performed the autopsy, did you check
> for a pulse?
> WITNESS: No.
> ATTORNEY: Did you check for blood pressure?
> WITNESS: No.
> ATTORNEY: Did you check for breathing?
WITNESS: No.
ATTORNEY: So, then it is possible that the patient was alive
when you began the autopsy?
WITNESS: No.
ATTORNEY: How can you be so sure, Doctor?
WITNESS: Because his brain was sitting on my desk in a jar.
ATTORNEY: But could the patient have still been alive, nevertheless?
WITNESS: Yes, it is possible that he could have been alive and
practicing law.

What am I gonna do about it?

I'll tell you what I'm going to do: I'm going to lie to people. I will use my youthful features to tell people I'm twenty-three until I'm well into my thirties. Then I plan to be twenty-nine for about seven years.

Suck it Trebek.

Adulthood

It's one of those 'coming of age' moments. I don't have to work today, yet I'm wide awake at 6:48 a.m. I'm thinking about having the day off in terms of what I can get done and not how late I can sleep. I was surprised when I realized that. Then I remembered I'm staring down the barrel of 30. I think I will go back to sleep.

Fearinicity

Things are well. I've never been more scared in all my life. An impending disaster looms on the horizon. May need to run this one out.

Sometimes other people say it better. Comments not welcome.

Sensory Deprivation Adventure - From Autumn To Ashes

On your honor let me explain my behavior
On your honor I swear I was trying to savor
Who's the liar, Who's the killer?
You know I was doing a favor
When I fell upon her by way of a merciful murder

With every warning you wonder
Don't have to tell the truth
Just keep remaining mute
And I'll still think for my owner
Yes I know what I've done, and what I'm going to do

No weakness, no weak miss
Don't buckle under the pressure
A servant, a serf saint
For all those who suffer
Were caught in a current
Of confusion
But what's been suggested
And what has been proven

With every warning you wonder
Don't have to tell the truth
Just keep remaining mute
And I'll still think for my owner
Yes I know what I've done, and what I'm going to do

I am only what you made me
Now I am a reflection of your wealth
And if you think, you think you hate me now
You only hate yourself.

With every warning you wonder
Don't have to tell the truth
Just keep remaining mute
And I'll still think for my owner
Yes I know what I've done, and what I'm going to do

update of an old favorite... Autumn Shadows

Autumn Shadows

On broken wings and tired feet
Jealous hearts and lack of sleep
I am waiting for the other shoe to drop
A mind that’s always racing
Monologues that never stop
So many disorders I think I’ve lost count

In the shadows of October
But the months always change
I’ve spent my whole life searching
But I never found a thing
In the absence of autumn leaves
I forgot I was looking

I know, I know this won’t make sense
A broken promise about not mounting defense
I can only try so hard to find the words to say
How so quickly you mean everything
How so fast with you I lost control
Living my days in between shadows

Form across the room I sit in envy
Of your thoughts, your love, your touch, your kiss
Are you thinking of me?
Maybe I’d hate to know what you think of me

4 hours, 10 days. Whatever.

Much more complicated than I was planning on. Of course I get involved in things I have no business being in. It's always funny in the beginning. They I realize there is no way I possess the faculties to get through this when it eventually ends poorly. I'm stuck in that place where I want to change my phone number and evaporate from my friends forever. It's not a nihilistic mentality, well maybe it is. Things would be much easier if I just didn't care about anyone. There is no way I can keep these friendships. My ego has written checks my body can't cash (while since a Top Gun reference, huh?). I seem to do better when I'm broken and lonely. It is the driving force of my adult life. They say that the best music is born of pain. I unfortunately spent enough time in bands to realize that anything worthwhile in my life will be born out of my heartbreak. I feel like I'm on the verge of another monumental fuck-up that will drive me to work harder and push further. What scares me is that eventually I'll hit the wall and a small defeat will utterly destroy me. That should be interesting.

Blacq and Whyte

I'm in a great mood at the moment. I promise however that in T-minus 4.5 hours I will be back on this blog writing about how angry I am and how much my life pisses me off. Good things to come...

I hate my cell phone.

Up one day, down the next. Modern life is hell.

Really?! Okay...

So I'm in way over my head. I'm kind of enjoying this.

Venom

I really feel like writing at the moment. However, usually when I feel like I do, I spit a bunch of venom about everything I'm doing and everyone I know. I'm not gonna do it tonight. Infer what you want about the way I feel. I'm drinking Canadian Club (haven't done it in years) and being pissed. Okay. Now I am gonna spew a bit. I'm still the same spineless pussy I was in high school. Fucking great. I'll be thirty and alone before I know it. How much is chemical castration?

10 years and counting...

Pretty sobering. It's ten years later and I'm listening to the same songs that made me depressed (or listened to when I was depressed) way back then. It's funny how things go full cycle. I'm so much older and I don't feel like I've learned a thing about myself. If I could go back to being 17 I'm pretty sure I would make the same mistakes over again. Haunted by the same memories and the same people. This should be an interesting night. By the way, I love The Cure. Where the fuck is Dane? No one gets that but me, Walker, and Pat. I don't feel like discussing that with them. It's a good thing they don't read this.

I'm feeling a radical shift in my life coming on. To the point of dissappearance. [I'm not gonna bother spell-checking this] There have been a few times in my life where this feeling has overtaken me. I'm not going to lie; hasn't worked out well for my friends at the time. I'm still alive and kicking. I guess it must have worked out okay for me. I still exist in some circles.

I-Tunes may be the worst thing in the world when you feel the need to listen to those songs you purposely don't own. My life could be described by the music I'm listening to at the time. The Cure+Death Metal+things that used to make me cry= Jack's total sence of apathy and remorese. I know weird combination. Don't look, don't look the shadows bring...

Bedtime for Bonzo

first time in over a year I got an unassited 8+ hours of sleep. glorious. i'm going back to bed.

Heaven.

I think that in Heaven you will be paired with the person you were SUPPOSED to be with. She probably will have never liked me.

Help me Jebus!!!!

So Mikey's out of jail. Good for him. We had a wonderful time today. I think my bark is bigger than my bite as they say. I don't have the stamina to back up some of the things I've promised to do. Tonight is gonna be weird. Tomorrow will be worse.

Help me Jebus!!!!

I hate Walker.

Or as I call him, Mr. Bad Decision Wednesday.

Feels like burning.

Holly hurt Batman. I hurt that one muscle no guy wants to hurt. The grind. I mean groin. I had a lot of things I wanted to write about today especially after yesterday's ventfest. However, I'm so uncomfortable I can't even think straight.

Fuck this town.

To all my friends...
and all those who've come and gone
I kneel as I've danced
and watched you sing
on the words of your partners
and your memories

Whose is this face in the mirror,
and why do the eyes scream at me with hate?
What have I done to reap these things?
Knuckles bleeding, hundreds of faces

No more goodbyes
empty rooms and promises
letters taped to doors
dust spotted carpet, sun faded walls


-----by the way------
(myname.blogspot.com is gone in 72 hours. read it if you want. but you don't it's boring and sucky. did it for school credit.)

Also, found out some people aren't reading this blog anymore because "all you were doing is posting poems and stuff." I felt bad because I wasn't posting much if any of that kind of thing. You people, you know who you are, make me angry. And you have crazy roommates who fuck with my heart strings. Grrrr. [Angry grunt.]

Pink'd

Oh yes. We all knew Walker was gay, now he gets to show it off. He wasn't even mad at me.

Fiesta'd

I think I'm partied out. I've seen you all in the last few days and probably told you the same. I haven't been sick in a while. I guess I was due. Urg.

The gates of hell

Wow. Hot. Shortest run I've been on in months. More tired than I've ever been. It is so damn hot. I had this plan to do the gymless/Daniel Craig workout for the next few months. I don't think I can keep this up though. Man was not made to run in 100+ degree heat. I had this vision of getting lost on my way back in the neighborhood because all the houses look the same. I would have had to bang on a door and beg for mercy.

I don't know if it was the heat or what but I got the feeling while running that I left a few 'loose ends' untied in SD. Interesting.

Airports rule!

Supposed to be back in SD an hour ago. Won't leave Phoenix for 3 hours. Sick.
Oh the airport. I wish beer wasn't so expensive.

I said, WOO HOO!!!!

Done, done done!
Booze, booze, booze!!!
No more brain cells!!!!
Metal!!!!!!!!!!! Rock!!!!!!!!!

You get the idea.

It's the final(s) countdown...

doo doo doo doo, doodoodoo
the finals countdown.

4 down 1 to go. Sanity fading, fading, gone.

still no fun

gonna have to keep the blog pc for about another month. i'll see you all soon enough. i'll be vulgar in person.

on another note, haven't had a haircut in months. going metal. that's met-al.

Yes sir.

2 down, 3 to go.

(fist pump, fist pump)

My 'other' blog

I won't post this here because this is likely to bore you to death. If you want to know my take on contributory negligence and the adoption of comparative negligence, knock yourself out.

http://erictheile.blogspot.com/

Blog's gonna be no fun for a while. Explanation later. Nothing exciting. I promise.

Saturday Night Fever

It's Saturday night, I'm sick, and I've been studying all day with no end in sight.
I cannot fucking wait to be done with finals.

To the BatCave!

Well, finals are about three weeks out. I'm about to go under. Phone off, limited e-mail access, even fewer blog posts. Really looking forward to getting back to Arizona. I almost can't comprehend the stress decompression I'm gonna go through. I don't feel like I've really relaxed since mid-December.

I'm waiting for class right now, a bit neverous. Regular professor is out of town. Substitute teach in law school. One of my friends had the guy who is filling in; said he makes someone cry every week. Both sexes.

I'll let you know if I tear up.

What's wrong with this country?

A few months ago I read an article about how St. Louis was one of the least healthy cities in America. If it wasn't ranked #1, it was really close.

Then today I read about a power outage at the Jefferson National Memorial (the arch). Power goes out. People trapped in elevator. I feel bad for the ones who got trapped. I would be pissed, and it would happen when I had to piss.

What makes me laugh/cry is the people who were at the top and elected to stay at the top for 3 HOURS to wait for power to return instead of taking the stairs. You have got to be kidding me. I can understand some elederly people. People in wheel chairs. There's a special place in hell for people who make fun of fat people. I'm not gonna tempt that fate. Read between the lines.

No computer? No good!

Stupid computer. My keyboard on my Mac broke!
Hate my old Dell. Took ten minutes to boot up. Seriously.
Urrgg.

Hero

No, not the name of that terrible Fallaway song (ask Walker or Mike, it's a great story about how much my guitar sucks).

In case you didn't know, Henry Rollins is my hero. Look at this man. 45, incredible shape, metal as fuck. If I were half as hardcore as Rollins... I'd be way more hardcore... I guess.

Who can say 'man-crush?'

...A good start!

I never understood why people hated lawyers until I came to lawschool. These people are wretched. The fun thing is watching some of them go down in flames. I'm not only rooting for their demise, I'll buy the gasoline. And here's a match. Fuckers.

Monkey

Lame. I hate wearing suits.

Friday Fun Day

Not quite. Studied all day. Took a break at 3pm and watched the rest of American Psycho. "Well, you can always be thinner... look better." Awesome. Feel kinda stupid for not having seen it earlier. Scratch one off the list of good movies I haven't seen. There's a lot of good stuff out now I want to see (Transformers - little bro said it was rad - never steered me wrong, Oceans 13, Die Hard, new Harry Potter, and more). Unfortunately, don't feel like I'm gonna see too many before finals.

I'm really looking forward to AZ in the fall.
Finals over + wedding in CO + booze = Superhappyfuntime Hour.

If anyone sees Walker, punch him in the balls for me. He'll know who it's from. You won't even have to tell him.

Holy tired Batman!

I don't know what's wrong with me. Went to bed at 11 last night. Never been close to falling asleep in class during law school yet. Fighting it off real hard today. In between classes, just trying to stay occupied so I don't doze off. Weak. Lame.

If you haven't heard from me in a while...

or if the cops come looking for me, just tell them;

I did it out of love. The love of not being arrested.

Feathers and Nails

Scary words are so deceiving
When they’re spoken with quiet apprehension from your lips
I said, “Trust in me despite the blood in my eyes”
I hear your screams over your cries

I want to look into your eyes and forget
Remember when the sun was high enough
To cast no shadows as you walk
No faces on the pawns in the view from above

Dear please was this your idea
of summer built on silence and no regard
I don’t remember what it feels like to be cold
I know how it feels to be forgiven

Steer into the sun
I breathe your life in
With a taste of iron and sorrow
If only you were alive to feel this

Underneath the make-up and tears
A thousand faces of the ones who let you down
Into a bed of feathers and nails
At least you’ll be comfortable when you die

You talk to me but you’re breaking up
White noise and drum rolls
A sea of fools tied to their graves
Creatures of habit and results

Robot Hands

You may have to "metaphorically" make a deal with the "devil." And by "devil," I mean Robot Devil. And by "metaphorically," I mean "get your coat."


...So, the last two shows I've been to have been British bands. In fact, both were from Whales. I don't think I want to go there. These guys don't seem too happy with their lives there. Anyway, here's the verdict:

Bullet For My Valentine
- Music: phenominal
- Performance: boner-iffic

Funeral For A Friend:
- Music: phenominal
- Performance: meh. Pretty good, singer is really weird on stage. Looks uncomfortable in his own skin. I have to give him credit though because I was a goon on stage when I was singing. Or trying to.

The opening acts for both bands actually stole the show. All That Remains and Alexisonfire, respectively. Those bands are fucking amazing. USA! USA! [but wait, isn't Alexisonfire from Canada?]

P.S. I'm Convinced that nobody is reading this blog anymore. Send me a text if you are. If nobody's reading I'm gonna make this the official webpage for the Clinton/Gingrich '08 ticket.

100 Greatest Movies

CBS ran (is running while I write this) a show about the greatest 100 movies. I have seen a suprisingly small amount of these films. I caught myself thinking I'll rent some of these and catch up.

But frankly my dear, I don't give a damn.

The Sleeping

Great band, not what I'm talking about.
I've been trying this new thing called 'sleeping more than 5 hours a night.' Believe it or not, the results are incredible. I've definitely had to sacrifice a few hours of Adult Swim here and there but it has been worth it. Those black spots under my eyes I thought were a permanent fixture of my face? Gone.
This is awesome. Too bad it won't last. Something f-ed up will happen (real or imagined) that will drop-kick me back to the land of the walking dead. But for now, "Good night Mr. Bond..."

It Tastes Like BIRDING

Oh hell yea.

All Hail Bending Unit

"It's always so sad when one of your good friends goes crazy...
AND YOU HAVE TO HAVE A GIANT CLAM-BAKE AND COOK THEM!!!"

- Shiny Metal God


Okay, so it's pretty obvious I had nothing to say. Truth is, I like to check my blog in certain classes when I get bored, and the pictures of future wife below are making me look like a perv to the people looking over my shoulder. I need something to push that last post down off the visual screen.

Appointment with Will tomorrow. Yea body art.

You don't care.

Being redundant. Found an even better picture of the future ex wife.

Sorry.

No more homework related posts. For a while at least. They bore me even more than the work I was complaining about.

Somehow, despite having one of [if not] the best starting rotations in all of baseball, and having the greatest homerun hitter of all time, the Giants are still sucking. And like always, the Rockies are doing even worse.

On a sports theme, I'm watching the French Open right now. I'm blown away at the women's side. It is incredible to me how much women's tennis has changed in the past few years. These women kick ass. And I'm in love with Maria Sharapova. She will be mine. Oh yes, she will be mine.

2 posts in one day? What are you, nuts?!

Couldn't help myself.
Look at the name of this poor shmuck in this case;

Bonerb v. Richard J. Caron Foundation

Not only does his name sound like boner, he's disabled!!!!!

Ha ha ha.

[It's okay though, he kinda won.]

And you think you're bored?

This has been my evening:

Affirmative Defenses
FRCP 8(c)

Layman v. Southwestern Bell Telephone Co.
- WsW?: Layman suing SBTC for trespass
o Appealing b/c easement raised at trial, after general denial, not as an affirmative defense
- Facts:
o ∏ Layman, 2 counts in petition
• 1. She was owner of property in Jeff. Co. Missouri
• 2. Δ’s had trespassed on land to install telephone wires without her consent
o She lost the suit, appeals
• She further contends that Δ’s continued to enter to maintain wires and cables
o ∏ asks for $7500 in loss to property value, and $2000 punitive damages for willful and forceful nature of acts by Δ
o *∏ received title in 1956
o 1973 she sees someone digging on the land, ∏ says it decreased value from $35k to $20k
o Δ Southwestern Bell (and Wright Tree Service) say SB received an easement from original owners dated 1946
o
o *****∏ argues that TC should not have permitted SB to introduce evidence of an easement at trial b/c it made a general denial and did not raise the issue as an affirmative defense.
- Issue:
o Whether a right of entry by easement is an affirmative defense in an action for trespass.
- Holding:
o ∏’s objection to the introduction of evidence of easement should be sustained
o Judgment reversed, remanded for new trial
- Reasoning:
o Rule 55.08 [similar to FRCP 8(c)] specifies “any other matter constituting an avoidance or affirmative defense.”
• Although easement is not expressly in the rule, it pretty much is there [license is there]
o Test applied is whether Δ intends to rest his defense upon some fact not included in the allegation necessary to support the ∏’s case.
• Δ can admit facts that could sustain ∏’s theory, but they don’t apply to it because of additional facts which place the Δ in a position to avoid any legal responsibility for its action, then such a defense must be set forth in his answer.
o *It is the obligation of the Δ in an action for trespass to affirmatively plead and prove it was justified

Really shows you who your friends are...

That is usually one of those statements that is followed by a bunch of bitching about your jerk friends. I intend the opposite. It's nice to be reminded of all the people who have your back. I highly advise making sure you have good people in your life.

No real secret, haven't made the quality of friends here in S.D. I would have liked to. Unfortunately, the circle just got smaller. I'm 99% sure most of my closest friends here won't be returning after grades came out. Bummer. Losing friends sucks, but it's not my fault this time. I guess I can take solice in that.

That said, one or two of you owe me a call back. Think about it for a minute. You know exactly who you are.

(My Giants just lost a heartbreaker. One of the wildest games I've ever seen. What a thriller.)

Detox

Newport. Manhattan. What a crazy weekend. All day, every day.
The return was epic. What I remember of it at least.

Yep, I'm a jerk

There's this girl in my class who is always a total bitch to me for no reason. Except for when she needs something from me; an assignment, schedule question, etc. I've been dealing with this since January. I've finally had enough. I called her out on it and she left crying.

I rule.

I actually don't feel that bad.

No bueno. Muy no bueno.

Too much steak. Moving slow. Not feeling so hot. Struggling to type... harder to do homework... need to sleep it off.
Famous last words: "Oooh! Discount meat!"

Other famous last words, some actually spoken by me in the presence of people you know:

"Plenty of room, keep backing up." - Eric Smart to me
"I'll just set a controlled burn." - me to Walker [15th Street almost went up in flames]
"That's not enough gas to catch fire from a cigarette." - me to Bill Fedderson

Other famous last words whose context I can't remember exactly:
"You'll make it if you go fast enough."
"I can drink more than that."
"Don't be a pussy."
"We need a skylight." - Walker actually talked me out of that one
"It'll take us a month to finish that much Canadian Club." - Walker talked me into that one

Retraction

Me in 10 years. Keep reading.

For some reason I was very angry when I posted last night. I had the good sense to remove it early this morning. If any of you read it, I apologize for my tyrannical ravings. A long series of events yesterday got me into a pretty bad mood by about midnight. In no particular order; getting hit by a car on my run (I can say that because my mom is in Boston and doesn't read backlogged posts), going out when I wanted/needed to stay in, loosing my ATM card, meeting what may be the craziest person ever (of course it was a woman, and to say craziEST is pretty serious considering the company I've kept over the years), and finally getting into a fight on the phone with 2 people I had no reason to be mad at, and haven't seen in person for months.

Changing subjects; went to see Bullet For My Valentine and All That Remains on Thursday night. Haven't been to a show since I left AZ. It was awesome. All ages show, no booze, no seating. I moshed. I got my ass kicked by people 10 years younger and suprisingly larger. Bloody nose. Ruined t-shirt. It was glorious. My ears were ringing until Saturday.

Grades come out Friday. I'll probably be referencing that fact a lot in the next few days. In fact, there is no way that the outcome of those grades will not largely be the basis for my next posts for at least a month. I wonder how much goat herders get paid? More or less than sheep? Is there a difference?

Could it be?

Yep. I've joined a frat. Not really. But I'm starting to think I look the part. Pushaah.

Die Hard 4? Or is it 5?

Just saw a preview for the new Die Hard movie. F-in A Cotton, F-in A. Nothing says American Hero to me like a divorced, alcoholic cop who has no regard for the law. USA! USA!.

On an unrelated note, props to Matt for taking the MCAT. I think my support qualifies me for first rights to elective, unnecessary surgery. I want my nipples and belly button removed. I'll tell people I'm a clone. R-A-D.

I've been reading so much the days have begun to bleed together. The weather's been great in S.D. I've had a great view of it from my desk.

Meh. That's M-E-H.

Another weekend gone. Stupid time. That would be the best super-power: the ability to stop time. It has almost all the benefits of being invisible and some additional bonuses. Flying would be cool, but you'd get sick of it sooner or later. And you probably couldn't take that much stuff with you. Also, once people found out (which would be inevitable), you would be studied like a lab rat. If I could stop time, I would use my power for about 50:50 good to evil. I won't tell you the bad things I'd do just in case I stumble across this ability later in life.

It's hot in the hot tub! Get up!

Too fucking hot in SD.
And yes, I know I was just in Arizona. But in AZ I was set up not to have to be outside for too long.
House - Car - Work - Bar.

I have to walk everywhere here. Boo.

This shit just got real, yo.

Okay, so this law school thing is making less and less sense to me. The last few days have been really weird. Had a week off between semesters, finding it hard to gear up for this semester. Everyone seems to be complaining about the little time off. My new Torts professor is wretched. No one can understand what he's saying. Today my favorite professor walks into class, tells us he's having open heart surgery, and he's not gonna teach this summer. The replacement teacher has been named but it's gonna be a mess. The old professor admits that he taught the class is a non-traditional/backwards manner. If this new guy doesn't pick up on that, we're all fucked.

Unfortunately, I don't think I did bad enough last semester to have the decision made for me. If I failed out, I failed out. Live and learn, move on out. Niner. If I kicked ass, I would have to stay, right?
What probably hapened though was I did just good enough to have a tough decision ahead of me.

The people I'm worried about are my friends who don't think they have any other options (not to say I have a bunch of ideas myself). But these guys are gonna have a break-down if they don't pass.

The mathematics of law school are what really piss me off. Think about this:
The bottom 30-35% are going to be put on probation (~25 people).
Of them, 80% will drop out (20 people).

So let's say I finished about in the middle of the pack. My standing after the first semester would be fine. However, more than half the people below me would be gone. That means (depending on exactly where in the middle range I finished) I could technically be in the bottom of the class.

Additionally, if I'm at the bottom because of the above, even though I did fine 1st semester, I have to do much better 2nd semester. And think about this: I have to do comparitively better against an even more elite group.

If I drop now, I can get this semester refunded ($16k) and be automatically enrolled again whenever I want. But if I stay this summer, do the exact same as last time, likely I will be dismissed. Do not pass go, do not collect thousands of dollars and save imminent humiliation.

In the infamous words of Eric Smart, "At the time it seemed like the right thing to do."
Now I just have to figure out what that thing is.

AZ Re-Cap

A brief summary of my last 4 days in the Valley of the Sun:

Made some new friends (that's a loaded statement, I'm not getting into now)
Hung with old friends
Didn't sleep for more than 15 combined hours, or more than 4 at once
Drank enough booze to kill a small horse

And once again it's go-time. 4 days of having an life in trade for 4 months of not having one again.
Sweet.

Success!

No, not finals. Won't find out about those for a while.
What I have done successfully is drink a hole into my liver. No feelo bueno todayo.
As I begin the long wait to find out if I will be a future law school drop-out, I am reminded of the words of the wise man Goose as he sayeth onto Mav:

"You got the number for that truck-driving school?"

I wonder who that guy is next to Anthony Edwards? I bet he still tells chicks he was in Top Gun. I want that haircut.

Yea I know

Haven't been posting much, and when I do it's just to bitch. But,

I just finished studying for 10 hours straight, turned on the tube, and of course, nothing on.

Except 3 fucking Steven Segal movies.

I only get 28 stations. How in the hell is that possible? And Jean Claude Van Dam is on another.

Step 1. Convince everyone you know karate
Step 2. Un-learn how to act
Step 3. Make movie with Keenan Ivory Waynes (or Dennis Rodman)

I'll send anyone $10 if they can tell me the names of the two movies I'm talking about in Step 3.

One last though: In case you missed it last night, he's 2 homers closer.

Barry! Barry! Barry!

here we go again...

It's gonna be a long year for my beloved Giants.
2-7 not a great start. However, we usually start the year at 7-2 then blow it later. Maybe starting at the bottom will lead to a different end. I doubt it.

One final thought...

Barry! Barry! Barry!

Go suck it Dodger fans. I hate you.

Finals

Probably no posts for a while. Check back in late April.

Bitch and moan

Kinda missing my old life.
Wish I was with my friends.
Not too psyched with the way things are going.
Turned my phone on for the first time since last night.
7 messages.
No one I wanted to talk to. Who are these fucking people?

"Broken" by ALL

i'm broken, fix me
or "86" me
i've lost more than i ever knew i had
felt this before, but it never hurt so bad i'm broken,
out of control how much can i hate?
let me count the ways bend until i break
i can't stand me or understand me
wish i was crazy wish i was stupid or sorry...
sorry how much can i hate? let me count the ways bend until i break
i'm broken, fix me or "86" me
i've lost more than i ever knew i had
felt this before, but it never hurt so bad
i'm broken, out of control how much can i hate?
let me count the ways bend until i break

(this song is the radness)

One marriage? What, are you gay?

What are the odds?
How many fucking mormons can there be in Southern California?
Why were they at a bar anyway?

Wow. Those girls were not psyched me or Faheem.
I guess you need to check religious affiliation before you make offensive jokes.

Make me the motha fuckin' prezident. Make the Whitehouse a whore house for all da pimps. Open up shop, like they do in Vegas. Legalize pimpin' for...

Goin' to AZ
Gonna drink some margaritas
No one reads this anymore
You can all go die
You can all go die


(there's an awesome melody associated with that little diddy. Not bogus, awesome. Dare I say rad?)

ValentiMes Day

Irregardless or what you've heard, I could care less about Valentines Day.

I know 2 people who'll get that. Neither of them read this blog.

Alcomahol

No booze in 2 weeks make me crazy.
Liver turning into girlyman.
Thoughts too clear.
World seeing too real.
I wonder what Windex tastes like?
Burning I bet.

Judgment? I thought it was 'judgement.'

This is what I do all day, every day.
(Oh yea, this is 1 of 5 tonight alone. My briefs tend to be as long as the case itself. Note I was able to throw in a Top Gun reference in there. Do you care enough to read it all?)


COASTAL VIDEO COMMUNICATIONS CORP. V. STAYWELL CORP.
59 F. Supp. 2d 565 (E.D. Va. 1999)

Facts:
Krames Communications [and Staywell] move to dismiss for a lack of personal jurisdiction under FRCP 12(b)(2)

And π’s move for discovery on issue of personal jurisdiction.

• ∏’s motion for discovery granted (with guidelines), and Δ’s motion to dismiss is taken under advisement pending the outcome of the granted limited discovery.

Π (Coastal Video Comm.) is VA company that makes employee handbooks/videos/ training materials/etc. and sells throughout U.S. Product in question is, “Defending Your Safety Zone: Back Protection.”

Δ (Krames) is DE corp. with principle business in CA, making patient education, health promotion, safety and injury prevention training materials. One of which is, “Safety Zone: Using Natural Limits to Protect Your Back,” and has copyright.

Feb. 1999 Coastal files instant action in VA seeking declaration that their publication does not infringe on copyrighted material published by Krames. In April 1999 instant motion to dismiss for lack of personal jurisdiction was filed.

Coastal claims court has personal jurisdiction over Krames.
o Krames sells its products to people all over (50 counties and 6 continents)
o 70% of hospitals in U.S., including 3 in VA
o Sold to VA in the past and currently
o Mailed catalogues to VA in 1998
o Krames qualified to do business in VA, and has representative there
o Business is over the WWW
o *Separate site for STAYWELL
o Staywell distributed to 1300 American Red Cross local chapters
o Site lists job opportunities and allows applications

Holding:
∏’s motion for discovery granted (with guidelines), and Δ’s motion to dismiss is taken under advisement pending the outcome of the granted limited discovery.

Reasoning/Analysis
Specific Jurisdiction
To argue specific jurisdiction, Coastal cites VA statute; “a court may exercise jurisdiction over a person, who acts directly or by an agent, as to a cause of action arising form the person’s… [t]ransacting any business in this Commonwealth[.]” Va. Code Ann. §8.01-328.1
Π says sale of “Safety Zone” [cooler if it were Danger Zone, Kenny Loggins rules!] is sufficient to “transacting business” → & declaratory judgment action arises from this [Int’l Shoe].

*** Court says there would be no personal jurisdiction b/c the declaratory judgment action before the court does not arise from the sale of Δ’s publication.

General Jurisdiction
“The court may still exercise personal jurisdiction over a Δ if it has ‘general jurisdiction,’ in which the requisite ‘minimum contacts’ b/w the Δ and the forum state are ‘fairly extensive.’”
“Only when the continuous corporate operation within a state is thought so substantial... as to justify suit against it on causes of action arising from causes of action entirely distinct form those activities may a court assert general jurisdiction over a corporate Δ.”

Court finds it difficult to apply general jurisdiction in this because of the facts.
o Customers can buy online from Krames without talking to rep.
o Online storefront
o Not buying from salesmen like in Int’l Shoe
o Cites Mieczkowski → says traditional measure is the amount of revenue derived from that state’s business

***Court grants π’s motion for discovery on the issue of personal jurisdiction over Δ.

blawg dawg

So there are these things called 'blawgs.' Law related blogs, blah, blah, who cares.
Anyway, this professor is telling us about one for a research tool and he asks how many people have blogs.
3 people raise their hands. I was not one.

No way those fuckers get to see this one.
Damn gunners. Sometimes you say more with less.

It's never too late to start procrastinating. I'll start tomorrow, I swear.

Really?

Whoever came up with the idea for the pre-game show at the SuperBowl should be drug out in the street and shot.
It's a travesty.
What's the line of thinking behind this?

"Hmm... This event is watched by 90% of MEN in America, so let's do the gayest fucking song and dance number we can think of with a bunch of fruity looking kids and cultural undertones!"

People should be losing their jobs over this. If it were up to me they'd be losing their limbs. With rusty tools.

P.S.

Does "post script" still count when you start with it? I think not.

Explosions In The Sky is my new favorite band.
It makes me cry.
I'm sorta into that lately.

No title. Just my Saturday night. Sunday now.

Scary words are so deceiving
When they’re spoken with quiet apprehension from your lips
I said, “Trust in me despite the blood in my eyes”
I hear your screams over your cries
I want to look into your eyes and forget
Remember when the sun was high enough
to cast no shadows as you walk
No faces on the pawns in the view from above
Dear please was this your idea
of summer built on silence and no regard
I don’t remember what it feels like to be cold
Steer into the sun
I breathe your life in
with a taste of iron and sorrow
If only you were alive to feel this
Underneath the make-up and tears
A thousand faces of the ones who let you down
into a bed of feathers and nails
At least you’ll be comfortable when you die
You talk to me but you’re breaking up
White noise and drum rolls
A sea of fools tied to their graves
Creatures of habit and results

Winter?

It's another beautiful day here in North Mexico. 70 degrees, not a cloud in the sky, slight breeze.
I've been in the library for 6 hours now. I have forgotten what fresh air smells like. I should have gone to school in Dakota, South Dakota.

Colorado sounds rad right now. Not.

Bone out dude, I'm a local anywhere.

America, Fuck Yea!

Please, Gary, I'm not from Hollywood. I'm not going to fuck your mouth and my time is extremely valuable.

In the nick of time. What the hell is a 'nick?'

Back home just in time for Futurama. Nothing makes me happier than Futurama re-runs on Adult Swim. Nothing. Not even you. Seriously. If it came down to Bender or my so-called friends, I'd eat Bachelor Chow off your dead bodies. Then I'd drink Slurm and tequila.

"There's nothing wrong with murder, so long as you let Bender wet his beak." -Bender [shiny metal God]

All hail.

P.S. I know its been a while since I posted some lyrics like I promised. Truth is, most of them are still on my PC. Ever since I experienced the Mac revolution I can't bear the thought of turning on my Dell. It takes about ten minutes to boot-up, and I just don't have that kind of time. Suck it Pat. And you Trebek. You rogue.

RLS

Seen those commercials for RLS? Restless leg syndrome? I have restless brain syndrome. I can't sit still anymore. I just wrote three chapters to the novel I haven't touched in almost a year while I 'm supposed to be watching football. Maybe now would be a good time to take up drugs. Mmmm... drugs.

I suck...

So it's 10:15 on Friday night. I just got out of the library. I suck. I'm going to bed. Who are you? Where am I? What the hell is that horrible smell? Where are your pants?

In the year 2000...

I've had a vision of my future. No, my destiny! I will be a washed-up, old, actor pitching life insurance or pet medication on late-night television.

Take that suckas!

Shameless Publicity

I watched a really cool movie last night. It was called 'Brick.' Really cool who-dun-it flick. It has that kid from 3rd Rock From The Sun and 10 Things I Hate About You. It took me about half the movie before I realized it.

Since there are all of about two people who read this blog, I'm gonna log some words that may come up in common searches to try and gain some viewers:

PRO-LIFE
PRO-CHOICE
REPUBLICANS
DEMOCRATS
CHRISTIAN COALITION
JESUS WAS BLACK
P.E.T.A.
TED NUGENT FAN CLUB
JUSTIN TIMBERLAKE
ROSSIE V. THE DONALD
MATT DAMON (said with retard emphasis)
TAX PLAN
IRAQ
CHENEY '08
BARACK FOR PRESIDENT

This should attract an interesting group of people.

Holy Crap!

I just found a NinePoint CD. There are a few of you out there that know the significance of this find. I can't tell you how painful it is to listen to it. To the guilty parties involved in the creation of this abomination; may God have mercy on your souls. Except you, crazy drummer Bill. You deserve the shame associated with this. I can't decide if I should can it or burn several copies to send to you bastards. What the hell were we thinking?

ME AND THE WALL
i've got nothing better to do than stare at the wall while i think about you
alone on my bed... BANG!!!!....

(I just shot myself in the head.)

Some things are better left lost. Fuck all the ravers. Fuck 'em.

los gatos estan muertos en la estufa

MY FIRE

looking back through broken mirrors
memories in smoke and dust
hindsight and second guesses
burned with the fires of love lost
burried in the weight of regret
i broke so many trusts when
i tore myself away

no way to fix burned bridges
no way to turn back time
so easy to destroy this
so simple to throw away

and just because, i don't know how long it's been
since this kept me awake
staring at shadows on the wall
that the trafic lights make

no chance to rectify
some flames never die
throw away this fucked-up life
i've thrown it all away

one chance to walk away without
losing my dignity
every single one of them is burned into my side
remind me of past-tense
and time that i wasted
when i did other things but try

no matter how hard i tried to push you away
you came back with a smile
and that fucking look on your face

Kill Whitey!

Now that the 'Great White Thak' has started posting comments I must note that anything and everything posted on this page will be considered hearsay until I specifically say otherwise.

P.S. It wasn't heroine, I was sniffing glue. With Walker.

And now for the namesake, It Tastes Like Burning

IT TASTES LIKE BURNING

I burned my bridges
And a house that looked a lot like yours
Were you inside it?
Did you taste the flames?

Because I can’t love you anymore
I think it’s better that you die
I think I lied when I told you
I’d leave you alone this time

I’d tear my heart out
If only to see your face
I’d let you kill me
If you weren’t the enemy

Always I will remember the things you said to me
It’s not so sad when you’re crying
I’m not as weak as you think

I think I’ll kill myself
Wait, not me, you
My thoughts feel so scattered
I am so confused

Was this the life you had in mind?
Hateful visions all but left behind
The downward spiral of which you spoke
The dreams that you created
In lieu of promises broke

I can’t be you answers
And I wouldn’t if I could
I can’t create your questions
And I don’t think I should

Like a bunch of retards humping a doorknob!

Yea, so... it's about 7:30 in the morning. I'm dressed and ready to roll out the door, one last look the the schedule to see where I'm going... wait, wtf? I'm running about 2 hours early this morning. Don't ask. I'll just go back to sleep. Oh, wait. I drank an entire fucking pot of coffee when I got up. Good luck with that.

More Akiles lyrics

Another rad Akiles song. I've used 'rad' twice in two days now. I will claim responsibilty for its inevitable comeback.

I DECLARE

I think I’m growing stronger
This too soon shall pass
It’s getting harder
For me to escape the past
I’ve been running forever
But I haven’t escaped a thing
There must have been an explosion
You must have heard something

Where am I now?
I wonder if you’d like to know
I hope that you’re happy
No, on second thought I don’t

Burning forever
Why won’t you let this die?
The smoke and the embers
All burned out this time
I been searching for answers
And I haven’t found a think
I know you heard the explosion
I know you felt something

Where am I now?
I wonder if you’d like to know
I hope that you’re happy
No, on second thought I don’t

Something Recent

Some lyrics I wrote for Akiles. Akiles is from Scottsdale, AZ. One of the raddest bands around. They're gonna be huge as soon as they find a permanent singer. Check them out on MySpace. It kills me to say that. I hate Myspace.
P.S. They named the song before I wrote the lyrics. If the title makes no sense to you, that's why.

WANT IT
Two times more than coincidence
Both times I ruined my best chance
Looking back through broken mirrors
You find it easy to distort the truth
You walked away with your head down
So you wouldn’t have to see
All the broken pieces that you left
When I begged on hand and knee
For a single drop of forgiveness

You’re talking in circles
And I can’t believe the things you say
When you’re running your mouth
To everyone and everything
Beat it to death
Just because you don’t know when to stop
No I can’t save you
I can’t save you from yourself

You once said, "what is love without the loss?"
I said that it wasn’t worth the cost
Told yourself you had so much control
Enough shinning light to brighten my shadows

You’re talking in circles
And I can’t believe the things you say
When you’re running your mouth
To everyone and everything
Beat it to death
Just because you don’t know when to stop
No I can’t save you
I can’t save you from yourself

I think that this might be the last time
I think that this might be the last time

You’re talking in circles
And I can’t believe the things you say
When you’re running your mouth
To everyone and everything
Beat it to death
Just because you don’t know when to stop
No I can’t save you
I can’t save you from yourself