When trying to rise to the occasion, it helps to get out of bed. Oof.

Things I do each day:

- eat

- study

- procrastinate

- eat

- abuse caffeine

- fret about procrastination

- eat

- try to stop worrying about impending doom

- go to the gym so the eating can continue unabated

- resume studying/procrastinating/eating/fretting/doom

The sort of thing that gets me excited these days? This bad boy became mine today:

I'm going to study in bed all the time now, you guys. I mean, for at least another week or so. Then I'm going to read in bed for pleasure like a real live person with hobbies and joie de vivre. PLUS my new darling toy came courtesy of some coworkers who gifted me a Barnes and Noble giftcard when I left to go to law school. Three years ago. Sometimes I hang on to things until they can be truly useful.

A fellow recent law grad aptly ranted on facebook a few weeks ago that anyone who has a job lined up for after the bar can just shut the fuck up, so I feel like I still have permission to whine that studying for the bar is MISERABLE. But I am fitter than I may have ever been in my adult life because of all this mad gym action. And I'm in this misery with some very close and wonderful friends. And this one amazing man gives me heaps of attention and treats. And my superhero mom already helped me make huge headway in the battle that is moving apartments. AND ALSO LEST WE OVERLOOK GOOD FORTUNE, a second interview next week for a job that I think I could really be good at and also might enjoy. Is it a jinx to announce that sort of thing when there's always the very real and near possibility that it will fall through in short shrift? Maybe. But I'm going to keep it on the list of things to be thankful for, even if it doesn't materialize. Good things, keep coming to me. Motivation to study my ass off immediately would be good, universe. Right after I fix some macaroni and cheese. Kisses.

I also go to the pound sometimes to pet kittens.

Oh, hi. How are you? I'm perfectly fine and healthy, if not generally happy, but often bored. I'm studying for the bar exam, which is an awful and overwhelming task that frequently makes me feel like being mean. I'm also trying to get a job, which is an exhausting process fraught with waiting and chinks in the old self esteem. BUT! I've recently found the perfect apartment for when my current lease ends, which is a very good thing since the lease ends on August 6th. It's certainly nothing fancy or architecturally interesting, but it's an enormous east-facing spot and has a dishwasher, washer/dryer, tons of windows, and a big shade tree. It's going to be great. Aside from the misery of bar study/job hunting/apartment finding, there have been some sweet bits to the last couple of months for sure. Let's look.

I got to see The Black Keys with some of my favorites.

Took the nephew grocery shopping.

Oh yeah, there was a whole graduation-type thing.

Went morel hunting for the first time.

Went to the Taste of Bloomington.

And spent quite a bit of time with a very nice man. Shit he's cute.

I'll see you next time, hopefully after I do some more stuff. Like take the bar exam and have a job. Smooch.