Tuesday, April 07, 2009

is there a word for this?

this entire semester, i've been experiencing something. i'm not sure there's a word for it.

you see, my days are pretty busy. i read text books and compose notes for my upcoming classes. i'm preparing to give an oral argument and write a term paper for my writing seminar. i very much need to start outlining, especially since i have the most hellacious exam schedule ever concocted: four exams in four days, including two in one day. oh, and those four days are all in the first week of exam period.

so i have all that work, and all that to be concerned with. but that's not the problem.

no, the problem is that i have the bar exam at the end of july. i'll have a little over two months to prepare for it, but that doesn't seem like enough. i want to prepare for it right now, you see? i don't want to be the old me that waits until the last minute to do something important (and yes, i consider two months to be last minute in the world of bar exam prep). but i can't, because i'm up to my ears in stuff i have to do just so i'm elligible to take that exam. and even beyond the bar exam, i have yet another problem on the horizon: getting an actual job.

so is there a word for this feeling? to be stuck working on Step 1, when you so desperatly want to be working on the more difficult Steps 2 and 3? it's like if i had a certain amount of time to get to the top of a mountain, only i start with my legs shackled tightly together, secured by numerous locks. i'm tired of sitting at the mountain base, wasting time picking the locks, even if i'm making decent progess, because what i should really be doing is hiking my way upwards. i could try picking the locks as i akwardly hop my way up, but trying to do both these things at once will likely only lead to certain failure in both challenges. drag that feeling out over several months. that's me.

not only am i curious if there's word for this combination of furstration, malaise, and irritation, but i feel like if i could find that word, it'd almost make the whole situation better. or i could at least move on from trying to understand what i'm going through and actually go through it.*

*which is exactly why i wrote all that. aren't i clever.

Wednesday, April 01, 2009

is there room for professionals on social networking?

As a better-be soon-to-be attorney, I've had to do a lot of re-thinking about my "stuff" on the internet. I've made sure that my blog and twitter don't mention my full name anywhere, and my pictures there are only of me in shades and a sketch of my face. I've also taken down all my image sharing galleries (except on Facebook). Basically, I'm trying to keep my "public presence" on the internet as un-connectible as possible to the real me.

Which gets me to Facebook.

I have been very tempted to delete my profile page, just because I am simply uncomfortable with a prospective employer or client finding it. I don't want them to think of me as some kid with a website on the internet, but a professional who's too busy for that crap. I've set my privacy settings to be pretty protective, so that a non-friend searching for me will only be able to see there's a guy with my name on facebook. And even then I have a pretty laid back profile, with a picture of me in a shirt and tie, looking all nice and professional, and I left any group that borders on controversial (like "I drive my ride like it's stolen").

But at the same time, do we not have every notable political candidate with facebook and twitter accounts? Are they actually run by them? Of course not. But it establishes a custom that maybe having a non-anonymous presence on social networking sites shouldn't be considered unprofessional, despite every career counselor telling you to delete every piece of evidence you ever touched a computer.

Sunday, March 29, 2009

i have one lead on a job. one.

my uncle's friend is a social security lawyer.

a part of me thinks i should end this blog, but for now i'm content with just two or three posts a month. it's safe at least until i get my license.

Wednesday, March 11, 2009

this is the most interesting thing you'll read all day

Hey, ya know how Indiana Jones is one of the most iconic heroes in movie history? And how Raiders of the Lost Ark is just a brilliantly made action adventure flick? Well the interweb has gotten its hands on a most interesting part of Indiana Jones/Raiders history: the transcript of the original Raiders story conference between Steven Spielberg, George Lucas, and screenwriter Lawrence Kasdan.

The 125-page behemoth of a pdf file discussing the nature of "Indiana Smith" and what makes him tick. They also go over the scene-by-scene progression of Raiders. I'm only 25 pages in myself, but here is a blog post by a professional script writer going over the "greatest hits" in the transcript.

You'll also enjoy the vaguely racist comments of George Lucas: "They're the third world local sleazos. Whether, they're Mexicans or Arabs or whatever." And: "He could be French or Italian No. Italians are too crazy. He could be an Arab. One of those weasel-faced thin-moustached Arab professors."

You won't enjoy how eager they are to make Indiana Jones a child predator:

Lucas: He could have known this little girl when she was just a kid. Had an affair with her when she was eleven.
Kasdan: And he was forty-two.
Lucas: He hasn't seen her in twelve years. Now she's twenty two. It's a real strange relationship.

That's right - they wanted to have our hero BANGING AN ELEVEN-YEAR OLD. Its generally thought now-a-days that Marion was 15-17 and Indy 25-27 during their initial affair, which is still pretty weird, but at least its not vomit-inducing.

Sunday, March 01, 2009

snow, really?

I drive 500+ miles south, and then I get the winter's biggest snowstorm dumped all over me? What have I done to deserve this?

I actually drove even more than usual this time. Not only did I completely miss the exit to get on I-85, I didn't even realize I had missed it until I was in freaking Lamm, NC - a town 40 miles EAST OF RALEIGH. Worse, at that point I thought I was still in Virginia. I remain, as always, a dumbass. My only possible excuse was that it was raining the entire drive, so I more focused on not crashing, etc.

Did I just hear thunder? I most certainly did. Thunder and snow? What the hell is going on!?!?!