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May. 8th, 2005 07:16 amJust unhid yesterday's entry. I'll be honest even when it makes me look like an ass.
My isolation continues today - I still haven't even half-finished my outline for crim law, though I have 2-3 good ones from other people. That doesn't matter, I need to make one - I need to understand the concepts better, to see the links, to create and solve my own hypotheticals. Still, I only have so much time left. Today I switch gears to con law 2, and as a reward if I get a manageable outline done earlier today I can switch back to crim - or take sample con 2 exams and then switch back to crim tomorrow. Friday I collapsed from exhaustion only to realize it was 9:53 when I hit the pillow. Last night I think it was 10:30.
I do have some things I'm looking forward to, they're just not special. Friday after my last exam I have ordered rug-cleaning. Yay. Saturday I go to a party with the boxing class. Sunday I'll probably be bugging with Kelowna.
I have a long list of chores to do this summer: write my will, living will, get supplemental lexis &/or westlaw training, fix the cd player, car: oil, wash, tires / susp, get Nicole & Paul a wedding giftie, research MD vs. VA bar exams and plan accordingly, buy new sneakers, shine shoes and boots, figure out how to use the web site I never could get access to, buy and install new ikea lights, move the office back to the bedroom, and other boring domestic things.
I'm a bad person. My first instinct in most situations is bad. I just overcome those feelings and act appropriately.
I used to be a thief? I've been financially stable for so long that I don't usually think about stealing in stores, which seems odd to me. Thursday I saw a light tan military hat on the metro seat across from where I was about to sit. I quickly changed direction, laying my bag over the hat as though I didn't notice. By the time I reached my stop it was a different crowd on the train, and I stuffed the hat in my bag. It had an eagle over two crossed anchors and a silver oak leaf on it. My first instinct was "Dood, these pins will look cool on my bag." By the time I shoved it in my bag, I had shifted to "This might be valuable, leaves are for majors. These military types often put ID info in the thing, so I'll see in the office and try to contact him/her."
When I got to the office, I looked inside only to find the word or name "Ratt" written on the inside, with a couple medium length black hairs. The outlook was bleak on IDing the owner. I looked at the pins on my bag, a skull and "Obey the opposite sex," with an O-pin. I thought the oak leaf might look cool by them. I have an oak leaf on an olive jacket - according to one guy it's a special forces signal corp jacket, by the symbols. Neat. Then I think that while I enjoy sacrilegious displays of goddy icons, that with people dying every day that it might not be the best time to have military paraphernalia. Punk rock or rude? I have a shitty day in the office and the hat isn't on my mind. By the end of the day, I ask one of our many ex-military folk about the hat but from my description he's not sure. He says keep the damn thing.
I decide the best course is to give it to lost and found. For all I know, the guy/gal will get in trouble if they have to reorder pins - I remember when I went to the thrift store at Ft. Belvoir that they kept pins and such under lock and key, with a sign stating you have to demonstrate rank to get the appropriate gear. I've been told that my military gear was supposed to have ID and rank info removed before donating. The best lost and found would be where I started, thinking the hat probably belonged to someone riding to the pentagon. As I head for the escalators in Rosslyn, I see salt-n-pepper haired man in a uniform the same color as the hat. I stop him and ask what force his uniform color represents, he says it's Navy. I ask if he happens to have lost a hat, he laughs and says thanks, but no.
I hand the hat to the Metro employee in the booth, saying "Some Major lost his hat." He looks at it and says "Oh hell no, this is a Colonel's hat," and starts to hand it back - but his hand stops. Two mechanics start to look at the hat. The message I get from this is "Cool, you outta keep it." My instinct is just this too, "A Colonel's hat!? Neat! I could have high-ranking pins, wouldn't that be a hoot." I've already tossed that battle aside, and I look at the guy. He wants the thing, there is no chance in hell he's going to give the thing to lost-n-found. It's only a choice between me and him, who is going to steal the items. I say "Well, then some Colonel lost his hat then," and walk away. If he chooses to keep the thing it's "on him." I did my part, what happens next is just a guess.
This is a long pointless post, so sue me. At least you don't have to study all weekend and week - the least you can do is suffer through scrolling past this drivel.
My isolation continues today - I still haven't even half-finished my outline for crim law, though I have 2-3 good ones from other people. That doesn't matter, I need to make one - I need to understand the concepts better, to see the links, to create and solve my own hypotheticals. Still, I only have so much time left. Today I switch gears to con law 2, and as a reward if I get a manageable outline done earlier today I can switch back to crim - or take sample con 2 exams and then switch back to crim tomorrow. Friday I collapsed from exhaustion only to realize it was 9:53 when I hit the pillow. Last night I think it was 10:30.
I do have some things I'm looking forward to, they're just not special. Friday after my last exam I have ordered rug-cleaning. Yay. Saturday I go to a party with the boxing class. Sunday I'll probably be bugging with Kelowna.
I have a long list of chores to do this summer: write my will, living will, get supplemental lexis &/or westlaw training, fix the cd player, car: oil, wash, tires / susp, get Nicole & Paul a wedding giftie, research MD vs. VA bar exams and plan accordingly, buy new sneakers, shine shoes and boots, figure out how to use the web site I never could get access to, buy and install new ikea lights, move the office back to the bedroom, and other boring domestic things.
I'm a bad person. My first instinct in most situations is bad. I just overcome those feelings and act appropriately.
I used to be a thief? I've been financially stable for so long that I don't usually think about stealing in stores, which seems odd to me. Thursday I saw a light tan military hat on the metro seat across from where I was about to sit. I quickly changed direction, laying my bag over the hat as though I didn't notice. By the time I reached my stop it was a different crowd on the train, and I stuffed the hat in my bag. It had an eagle over two crossed anchors and a silver oak leaf on it. My first instinct was "Dood, these pins will look cool on my bag." By the time I shoved it in my bag, I had shifted to "This might be valuable, leaves are for majors. These military types often put ID info in the thing, so I'll see in the office and try to contact him/her."
When I got to the office, I looked inside only to find the word or name "Ratt" written on the inside, with a couple medium length black hairs. The outlook was bleak on IDing the owner. I looked at the pins on my bag, a skull and "Obey the opposite sex," with an O-pin. I thought the oak leaf might look cool by them. I have an oak leaf on an olive jacket - according to one guy it's a special forces signal corp jacket, by the symbols. Neat. Then I think that while I enjoy sacrilegious displays of goddy icons, that with people dying every day that it might not be the best time to have military paraphernalia. Punk rock or rude? I have a shitty day in the office and the hat isn't on my mind. By the end of the day, I ask one of our many ex-military folk about the hat but from my description he's not sure. He says keep the damn thing.
I decide the best course is to give it to lost and found. For all I know, the guy/gal will get in trouble if they have to reorder pins - I remember when I went to the thrift store at Ft. Belvoir that they kept pins and such under lock and key, with a sign stating you have to demonstrate rank to get the appropriate gear. I've been told that my military gear was supposed to have ID and rank info removed before donating. The best lost and found would be where I started, thinking the hat probably belonged to someone riding to the pentagon. As I head for the escalators in Rosslyn, I see salt-n-pepper haired man in a uniform the same color as the hat. I stop him and ask what force his uniform color represents, he says it's Navy. I ask if he happens to have lost a hat, he laughs and says thanks, but no.
I hand the hat to the Metro employee in the booth, saying "Some Major lost his hat." He looks at it and says "Oh hell no, this is a Colonel's hat," and starts to hand it back - but his hand stops. Two mechanics start to look at the hat. The message I get from this is "Cool, you outta keep it." My instinct is just this too, "A Colonel's hat!? Neat! I could have high-ranking pins, wouldn't that be a hoot." I've already tossed that battle aside, and I look at the guy. He wants the thing, there is no chance in hell he's going to give the thing to lost-n-found. It's only a choice between me and him, who is going to steal the items. I say "Well, then some Colonel lost his hat then," and walk away. If he chooses to keep the thing it's "on him." I did my part, what happens next is just a guess.
This is a long pointless post, so sue me. At least you don't have to study all weekend and week - the least you can do is suffer through scrolling past this drivel.
