<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19078214</id><updated>2009-10-12T21:55:13.734-04:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm not stupid, i'm just simple</title><subtitle type='html'>why yes, i do like the sound of my own voice.  why do you ask?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeboatlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19078214/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeboatlaura.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19078214/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10133035167814678716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>523</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19078214.post-3092779318893682380</id><published>2009-02-17T22:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T22:07:50.730-05:00</updated><title type='text'>it's like a post where i don't have to write anything!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="302"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=3089746&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=3089746&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="302"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/3089746"&gt;"Fidelity": Don't Divorce...&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/couragecampaign"&gt;Courage Campaign&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know that not many people visit, but if you haven't taken a look at this yet, i'd recommend it.  lexi and i cried b/c that's what we do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.couragecampaign.org/page/s/divorce"&gt;you can learn more and sign a petition here. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and since i'm not prone to really talk about these sorts of things, lest i show that i'm not really very informed, even when i do have an opinion on things, that's all i'm going to say about that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19078214-3092779318893682380?l=lifeboatlaura.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeboatlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/3092779318893682380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19078214&amp;postID=3092779318893682380&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19078214/posts/default/3092779318893682380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19078214/posts/default/3092779318893682380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeboatlaura.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-like-post-where-i-dont-have-to.html' title='it&apos;s like a post where i don&apos;t have to write anything!'/><author><name>laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10133035167814678716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05531322689480294908'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19078214.post-4322843462339631268</id><published>2009-02-06T21:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T21:31:12.266-05:00</updated><title type='text'>one for the road</title><content type='html'>so i am supposed to be hopping in a cab in less than 7 hours to head to the airport.  i still have to do some research and modify a Response to Office Action and get dave a better answer and finish packing, and of course, i'm writing a blog entry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so my uncle is going to be with us in hawaii, and i am looking forward to having someone to throw a ball around with.  no, i'm not particularly active, but throwing a football on a beach is always a good time.  til my arm gets tired and i wimp out.  but my silly football was a bit deflated, so i went an bought a ball pump today.  but when i got home, i couldn't get it to inflate the ball!  it really didn't seem to be doing any good.  of course, the device is so easy to use that there isn't an instruction manual to tell me what i'm doing wrong.  &lt;a href="http://www.metacafe.com/watch/1558577/inflate_a_ball_without_a_pump/"&gt;but i found this&lt;/a&gt;, which is something.  anyways, in the end, i think i figured it out (you have to put the needle in so far that the ball starts to deflate?  but once it deflated halfway, i could totally tell that it was inflating.  tho i could never get it as full as i wanted it to be, so maybe that is as full as it gets and i bought the pump for nothing.)  except in the end,i have decided to deflate the ball for packing and take the empty ball and the pump with me.  i'm not actually sure this is a better idea or  that it even packs any better, but at this point, i'm going  with it.  maybe my dad or uncle can at least teach me how to use a ball pump!  so that would be something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i'm really excited about taking a real vacation!  after having made the mistake of trying a few of my summer clothes on, i'm thinking i might wish it wasn't a beach vacation.  oh well, i'm too excited to care much, i think! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huzzah for hawaii!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19078214-4322843462339631268?l=lifeboatlaura.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19078214.post-996566020981778441</id><published>2009-02-03T22:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T22:59:18.680-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ok, maybe i'll share one more</title><content type='html'>b/c it made me laugh aloud.  i still like to see what people used to get here, tho it is certainly way fewer people than it used to be, which is fair b/c i don't ever post anymore and i'm really not delightfully entertaining anymore.  recently i actually thought about creating new posts that were really just links to old posts.  i thought this would keep the joy alive.  i mean, who reads old blog posts, but if they were NEW blog posts, linking to old blog posts....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.  search terms used to find me today:  what is doc review&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loves it.  much like i feel about doc review, actually.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19078214-996566020981778441?l=lifeboatlaura.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeboatlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/996566020981778441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19078214&amp;postID=996566020981778441&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19078214/posts/default/996566020981778441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19078214/posts/default/996566020981778441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeboatlaura.blogspot.com/2009/02/ok-maybe-ill-share-one-more.html' title='ok, maybe i&apos;ll share one more'/><author><name>laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10133035167814678716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05531322689480294908'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19078214.post-8566130526792093553</id><published>2009-02-03T22:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T22:52:26.393-05:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing really</title><content type='html'>(1) yesterday, i found a penny sitting on the metro turnstile thing as  i walked out.  i didn't even have to bend over to get it!  awesome.  (and yes, heads up.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(2) it turns out that i DO have two pairs of winter pants, just as i had initially thought.  it's just that the pair i thought was the second pair wasn't winter pants, and there was another pair that i have just completely not noticed all winter, hanging in my closet.  on the hanger right next to the pair i wear all the time.  oh well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(3) i told you it wasn't anything, but they seemed like valid followups to recent posts.  you know, in case people are reading.  hm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19078214-8566130526792093553?l=lifeboatlaura.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeboatlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/8566130526792093553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19078214&amp;postID=8566130526792093553&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19078214/posts/default/8566130526792093553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19078214/posts/default/8566130526792093553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeboatlaura.blogspot.com/2009/02/nothing-really.html' title='nothing really'/><author><name>laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10133035167814678716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05531322689480294908'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19078214.post-276675100259500423</id><published>2009-01-29T20:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T21:13:12.637-05:00</updated><title type='text'>oops</title><content type='html'>does everyone &lt;a href="http://lifeboatlaura.blogspot.com/2006/12/another-drunk-kitchen-disaster.html"&gt;remember this&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, now i present to you, this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoJysoAegZY/SYJfXW6PRrI/AAAAAAAAASg/9b-7j2yz5cI/s1600-h/dinner+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoJysoAegZY/SYJfXW6PRrI/AAAAAAAAASg/9b-7j2yz5cI/s200/dinner+002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296900966632605362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it turns out that i'm not just a disaster in the kitchen when drunk, i'm just a disaster in the kitchen.  what's so tragic about this is that i had actually made a decent dinner!  not delicious, but not bad.  (ok, so i'm not sure how that has any bearing on my burning the pot.)  and the even WORSE part is that i HAD turned off the stove!  only it turns out i had undershot "off" and turned it to "high."  and this picture doesn't really do justice to how bad i seemed to have somehow burned the bejeezus out of a pot in just a few minutes unattended on the stove, but well, i think it's ruined.  it is no longer sparkly silver, but is dark and tarnished and all screwed up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, i'm going to take a page from jenny's new year's resolution.  here are the things i have decided are the bright side of this:&lt;br /&gt;(1) it was a really cheap pot.  and one i had bought myself, so at least i don't have to feel guilt. &lt;br /&gt;(2) i now know that when you leave a burner on on the stove, if you walk back into that room, it's really obvious.  which gives me way more peace of mind about burning down my house from accidentally leaving my stove on.  b/c i don't ever turn it on before i leave for the day, you know.  just in the evening.  which means i'm right here to catch it if the house burns down.  so that's something!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news, at about 5 today i was asked if i would want to help out on a doc review that needed to be done by tomorrow.  of course i said yes, b/c well, i flippin' love the DR!  and my hours have not been up to snuff this month.  like really not good.  what i was not told was that i would still be sitting around at 9:09 waiting for the documents to be uploaded to the system so that we could start.  on a doc review that has to be completed by 9am tomorrow.  yup, not just tomorrow.  tomorrow about the time i usually get out of bed.  and my bedtime is drawing closer with every second.  even before i knew that i wouldn't have started by now, i stopped and bought a big old can of red bull.  do you guys know how expensive red bull is?  it's ridiculous!  anyways.  i'm hoping that the system goes down and we get told to go to sleep and they ask for an extension.  which means i'd be DRing thru the weekend, but at least i'd get to sleep tonight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19078214-276675100259500423?l=lifeboatlaura.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeboatlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/276675100259500423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19078214&amp;postID=276675100259500423&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19078214/posts/default/276675100259500423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19078214/posts/default/276675100259500423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeboatlaura.blogspot.com/2009/01/oops.html' title='oops'/><author><name>laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10133035167814678716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05531322689480294908'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoJysoAegZY/SYJfXW6PRrI/AAAAAAAAASg/9b-7j2yz5cI/s72-c/dinner+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19078214.post-6790772480117322557</id><published>2009-01-28T22:26:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T22:28:35.176-05:00</updated><title type='text'>just one more</title><content type='html'>please comment before the morning if you think adding mushrooms would be a bad idea.  i have them all cut up for the alternative recipe, which i had not mentioned b/c it did not have a half cup of butter in it, and i think i should use them lest they go bad, and it doesn't seem like a terrible idea b/c mushrooms go very well with chicken, lemon, herb, garlic, and butter, don't they?  maybe a smidge extra water?  hm.  well, i don't know if anyone can tell, but i'm a little bit psyched.  my inner happy monologue is raging again! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sure it'll pass by tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19078214-6790772480117322557?l=lifeboatlaura.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeboatlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/6790772480117322557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19078214&amp;postID=6790772480117322557&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19078214/posts/default/6790772480117322557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19078214/posts/default/6790772480117322557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeboatlaura.blogspot.com/2009/01/just-one-more.html' title='just one more'/><author><name>laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10133035167814678716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05531322689480294908'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19078214.post-8021791490288259851</id><published>2009-01-28T22:18:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T22:19:42.398-05:00</updated><title type='text'>they had it!</title><content type='html'>i know some of you weren't going to be able to sleep unless you knew the answer.  so yes, they had the lemon herb sauce.  AND they had fresh lemons, and i would bet i can't fall asleep tonight for debating whether or not i should put it in.  compromise--squeeze fresh lemon over final dish?  which will be left in crockpot a few extra hours and may taste like rubberized rotten sock chicken anyways?  yes, perfection.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19078214-8021791490288259851?l=lifeboatlaura.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeboatlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/8021791490288259851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19078214&amp;postID=8021791490288259851&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19078214/posts/default/8021791490288259851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19078214/posts/default/8021791490288259851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeboatlaura.blogspot.com/2009/01/they-had-it.html' title='they had it!'/><author><name>laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10133035167814678716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05531322689480294908'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19078214.post-289854857970473208</id><published>2009-01-28T21:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T22:04:23.879-05:00</updated><title type='text'>dear god, it's happening again</title><content type='html'>i'm making real dinner for tomorrow night.  i have had a crockpot for many years, but have never used it.  but it seems like the perfect solution for someone who gets home late and wants dinner immediately.  well, i've still never used it.  but this weekend, before going to the grocery store, i picked out a recipe from my crockpot cookbook and bought the ingredients.  well, i pretty much bought the ingredients.  one of the ingredients is a package of "lemon herb" seasoning.  only the stupid grocery store didn't have lemon herb!  only garlic herb!  which i bought.  but now, here i am, cutting up everything for tomorrow's dinner and i'm really thinking that garlic herb is not as delicious as lemon herb.  incidentally, i've also cut up the 4 massive cloves of garlic the recipe calls for and put them with the chicken in the fridge.  ergo, if i use what i've got, i've got garlic garlic herb chicken.  and i love garlic way more than the next guy, but this might be a bit much.  so i have decided to bundle up, brave the cold i loathe so much, and see if my totally crappy grocery store down the street, has the lemon herb.  my thought was that if it didn't, i would just buy a fresh lemon and use that.  and i figure that might be a bad idea.  i mean, the recipe doesn't call for a lemon.  but if you're going to throw the wrong thing in a recipe, why not let it simmer for 8-10 hours and heighten the terrible flavor even more?  yeah, even that sounds like a disaster.  the problem is that that whole realization about the double garlic didn't come upon me til i started typing this.  which means that my backup plan also fails b/c not only do i have a lemon that has cooked until it is rubberized and tastes like rotten sock, and simmers for 8-10 hours so everything else in the pot tastes like rubberized rotten sock, but i've also realized that there's double the garlic.  so when i arrive home tomorrow, i could very well be eating garlic garlic rubberized lemon rotten sock chicken.  in an apartment that reeks of garlic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or, fingers crossed, the safeway has the one packet of seasoning i need. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god, i am on pins and needles right now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19078214-289854857970473208?l=lifeboatlaura.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeboatlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/289854857970473208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19078214&amp;postID=289854857970473208&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19078214/posts/default/289854857970473208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19078214/posts/default/289854857970473208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeboatlaura.blogspot.com/2009/01/dear-god-its-happening-again.html' title='dear god, it&apos;s happening again'/><author><name>laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10133035167814678716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05531322689480294908'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19078214.post-7227157117178734082</id><published>2009-01-28T20:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T20:18:11.746-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i have made real dinner!</title><content type='html'>this is a total triumph and it is only 8:05 and i am eating and well, i'm just so delighted with myself!  yes, it is only a salad, but it has two freshly cut up vegetables (mushrooms, green onions), one herb (chives, only b/c i have fresh chives in my fridge and i truly have no idea what to do with them.  i know there was a specific reason i bought them, but i'm sure they'll have rotted long before i remember what that is), one thing cooked on the stove (BACON!), fruity flavored blue cheese, and a dressing i made from scratch w/o even measuring the ingredients (like a real chef does!  balsamic, olive oil, mustard, and garlic, if you're interested).  yes, so far every bite i have had has been nearly 100% spinach leaf, and i'm going to wind up with all of those other ingredients sitting soggily in a big clump in all the dressing left at the bottom of the bowl, but who cares?!?!  I MADE DINNER!  real dinner! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, in other news that has nothing to do with my delicious dinner at all, today i was exasperatedly raising my voice at my boss and calling him by his full name (not all three names, just not the shortened version of his first name, like i usually do), when another partner walked by and said i sounded like his mother.  i like working with people for whom this is ok.  plus, he had totally done something exasperating, and needed to be reprimanded!  and now he is leaving for a week and a half, with the deadline in like two weeks, meaning he's leaving me to deal with it.  i have really got to get myself on the docketing system for all these cases, so that i can nag him in the time leading up to the time when he finally decides things should be dealt with.  but that is all fine b/c we have decided to have a "who is bronzer" contest when we're both back in the office in two and a half weeks and i have realized that i am totally going to have the advantage b/c i will be on the tropical island the week before said contest and he will have been in the office.  score!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19078214-7227157117178734082?l=lifeboatlaura.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeboatlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/7227157117178734082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19078214&amp;postID=7227157117178734082&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19078214/posts/default/7227157117178734082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19078214/posts/default/7227157117178734082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeboatlaura.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-have-made-real-dinner.html' title='i have made real dinner!'/><author><name>laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10133035167814678716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05531322689480294908'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19078214.post-8133823929342291143</id><published>2009-01-26T22:36:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T22:59:42.070-05:00</updated><title type='text'>lucky pennies and other things</title><content type='html'>lucky pennies are just the best.  i wish i could say that i wasn't someone who stopped to pick up all coinage from the ground, but that would be a blatant lie.  one of my friends likes to tell the story (well, it's not really much of a story) of when we were in vegas one night, exiting a casino in a swarm of people, and i thought i heard a coin hit the ground, so i stopped and started looking on the ground.  that is perfectly good money!  basically, unless there are really very questionable surroundings to a coin on the ground, i'm going to stop and get it.  and questionable doesn't mean it's lying in a dirty street.  it means in a puddle of dirty water or touching a dead bird or something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the point is that it just puts you in a really good mood.  first of all, you're like, i found a penny!  score!  then it's head up!  that's a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lucky&lt;/span&gt; penny!  (slight dilemma, some people say they're bad luck if they're tails up.  whether or not i follow this line of thought depends on my mood and whether there is someone with me, telling me it's bad luck to pick up a tails up penny.  jerks.)  anyways, the lucky penny gives you a warm fuzzy.  but then, invariably, i just have to laugh aloud at the fact that i am stopping in the middle of the street to pick up a penny.  i get a kick out of that nearly ever time.  i mean, what can you even buy with a penny these days? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news that has nothing to do with lucky pennies, and isn't news at all, i decided to walk home this evening.  it started b/c i had to walk around for a while looking for a kinkos that hadn't yet had its last fed ex pickup for the night (don't ask, but let's just say i'm getting more annoyed with my secretary with every passing day), and by the time i found said kinkos, i was already at metro center and decided i was actually plenty warm, and if i had to wait for a metro, it would probably take the same amount of time, and i had really enjoyed walking home in the fall, and i never get any physical activity these days and it would be good for me.  so what i realized a couple of blocks later was that the top half of my body, in its sweater and coat and very warm scarf that is literally like another shirt and wraps around my neck twice, and my hat, and my lined leather gloves, my upper body was actually more than toasty.  it was downright about to burst into flames.  but what this had prevented me from realizing initially was that my winter pants are at the dry cleaner (yes, i only have one pair of winter pants.  well, there had been two pairs, but i got too fat for the other pair.  most weeks this is what skirts and dresses are for.  other weeks, this is what the fact that i'm not ashamed to wear the same pair of pants multiple days in a row is for) and i was wearing what i had previously thought were just less warm winter pants and wore as winter pants all last season (tho i had not been wearing them all season b/c i didn't think they'd be toasty enough).  i discovered today that these are more like fall pants, and i discovered this at exactly that point in my 25 degree, 2 mile walk, where i was exactly far enough away from all the right lines of public transportation, that it really only made sense for me to carry on for the remaining mile or so.  anyways, by the time i got home, my legs were frozen like icicles, which i know is not at all anything anyone cares about, but well, too bad.  i'm trying to work on more interesting stories, but i think i'm going to have to spend less time at the office before i have many of those.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19078214-8133823929342291143?l=lifeboatlaura.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeboatlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/8133823929342291143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19078214&amp;postID=8133823929342291143&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19078214/posts/default/8133823929342291143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19078214/posts/default/8133823929342291143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeboatlaura.blogspot.com/2009/01/lucky-pennies-and-other-things.html' title='lucky pennies and other things'/><author><name>laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10133035167814678716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05531322689480294908'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19078214.post-9137356020103953907</id><published>2009-01-23T22:01:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T22:47:26.921-05:00</updated><title type='text'>roger schechter!  MY roger schechter?!?!</title><content type='html'>so the beauty of law firms is how easy it is to find people.  generally i do this for personal reasons.  xyz law firm is laying people off.  i search for UVA grads (associates, if that's a possible function in their search engine) to see who i know might be affected.  or such and such a friend has been talking about a guy at her firm.  look him up.  is he cute?  today i actually needed to use this function for work (opposing counsel's email address).  so i search for his last name in the firm's attorney directory.  in addition to this guy, my search also generates a hit for roger schechter.  ROGER SCHECHTER!  my FAVORITE bar bri professor!  i don't join FB groups willy nilly (seriously, i think joining a FB group is a really big commitment), and even i'm in a roger schechter group.  alas, i didn't think the guy looked right and the bio made no mention of him being a torts god, and double alas, a quick google confirmed that it's a totally different roger schecter.  but still.  i'm not even kidding when i say that my heart stopped for a minute at the excitement of it all.  dear god.  that's sad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19078214-9137356020103953907?l=lifeboatlaura.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeboatlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/9137356020103953907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19078214&amp;postID=9137356020103953907&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19078214/posts/default/9137356020103953907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19078214/posts/default/9137356020103953907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeboatlaura.blogspot.com/2009/01/roger-schecter-my-roger-schecter.html' title='roger schechter!  MY roger schechter?!?!'/><author><name>laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10133035167814678716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05531322689480294908'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19078214.post-1786255912980343308</id><published>2009-01-13T19:40:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T19:49:40.354-05:00</updated><title type='text'>not a bad night</title><content type='html'>so i haven't been working a lot lately. for a long time i was swamped, so i was telling DM that i couldn't take any more work. of course, now that my lit work is done, i'm nearly all caught up and don't have that much to keep me busy. rather than work a few more hours and find myself w/o anything to do the rest of the week, i decided to come home at about 6:30. and b/c...well, no reason, i decided i really wanted a margarita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YoJysoAegZY/SW01BFY_5QI/AAAAAAAAAR4/DiJwvySh1hI/s1600-h/dinner+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YoJysoAegZY/SW01BFY_5QI/AAAAAAAAAR4/DiJwvySh1hI/s200/dinner+001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290943429973370114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;so i came home, warmed up the margaritaville for the first time in a long while, and made myself "dinner."  yes, that is a bowl of pre-made chicken, cheese, and salsa.  it's like a fajita w/o a tortilla.  no, that's not for health reasons.  that's b/c there aren't any tortillas in my home and i'm too lazy to go to the grocery store.  and that is a ginormous mug of margarita.  notice dinner is in quotes and margarita isn't.  that's the way it should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i turned on my tv, to find something to watch at this unusually early hour to be home, AND I FOUND BOSTON COLLEGE HOCKEY!  which excited me tremendously, except i follow their schedule pretty closely, and was pretty sure they had already played their set against vermont over the weekend.  so now i'm watching a hockey game, in which we're up 2-0 at the end of the first, and i know we're going to lose by a score of 4-2.  good point.  maybe i'll take this opportunity to find something else to watch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or, as you can tell from the background in the picture, maybe i could use the time to do something more productive.  like clean my apartment.  tho as you could probably also gather from the picture, there isn't really much chance of that happening.  baby steps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i know my posts are totally lame these days.  i swear i'm trying to be less lame, but i'm afraid life isn't giving me much to work with these days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19078214-1786255912980343308?l=lifeboatlaura.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeboatlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/1786255912980343308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19078214&amp;postID=1786255912980343308&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19078214/posts/default/1786255912980343308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19078214/posts/default/1786255912980343308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeboatlaura.blogspot.com/2009/01/not-bad-night.html' title='not a bad night'/><author><name>laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10133035167814678716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05531322689480294908'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YoJysoAegZY/SW01BFY_5QI/AAAAAAAAAR4/DiJwvySh1hI/s72-c/dinner+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19078214.post-604295326582574557</id><published>2009-01-07T21:54:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T22:52:28.373-05:00</updated><title type='text'>no promises</title><content type='html'>let's be honest, i'm probably not going to start posting frequently.  if we were to be honest, the main reason is that i simply don't see the funny little things in life like i did when i was in law school.  i'm more of a bitter, sad lawyer these days.  but i had something happen today and i wanted to share it.  since i've never been one to shy away from talking about personal things in a slightly detached way, my first thought was to post it on a blog i had been keeping for one person.  who never read it, but at least i felt like i was sharing.  and then at some point, i decided that rather than do that, i could share it with the whole world of people.  where, once again, no one was actually reading.  but we'll see.  maybe i'll start up again.  maybe y'all will give me reason to see the silly things that are there every day.  or maybe i won't post again for 11 months. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, for the record, please don't expect much from this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.  i'm going to work this morning.  not prime going to work time.  i wish i could say that's b/c it was one of those rainy gross days, where you wish that the real world had rain days and you didn't have to go to work.  but, if i were honest, i'm never out of bed before 9am, so i'm not exactly commuting in with the rush hour crowd.  so i'm getting to the metro, i've just picked up my morning express and i notice a man handing catalogues out at the top of the escalator.  now i always think this is a pretty bad idea, but it's really really gross today.  and he doesn't have an umbrella.  and it really really looks like this catalogue (truly, not a brochure.  i am totally fine with giving out chinese food menus at the top of the escalator.  that seems like a great way to drum up business.  but this is like a bona fide catalogue that shows up in your mail.  and even when it's addressed to you, you throw it away.)--anyways, point is, it totally looks like a catalogue selling farm equipment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there's this amish-looking man (is that wrong to say?  he had the beard.), standing in the rain, at a not peak time, in the middle of the city where people are taking public transportation to work.  selling farm equipment.  well, i'll be honest, i take these things when they're chinese food menus.  hell, that could do me good.  so i take this one.  i feel so bad for this man! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course, as soon as i take it, i feel bad, b/c this is a nice brochure.  it's got thick shiny pages and professional pictures!  that's not cheap!  and no one is under any delusion that i am going to use these products!  they shouldn't be wasting their brochures on me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, the complete line of products listed on the front of the brochure includes animal nutrition, crop management, roofing systems, and vehicle products.  WHY in god's name is this man handing these out in the middle of an urban area?!?!  i don't even own a car, let alone farming equipment or livestock!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now, b/c i have flipped thru all the pages of the brochure (seriously, if he wanted to sell farming equipment, i might have been one of his best guesses, despite the fact that i can't even open the back door to my patio (can anyone help me with that?) and now i feel terrible!  i wish i could help him!  i wish i had livestock that needed something! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT if you need rooting systems (yes, that's what it seems like this guy does.  there's a card inside my catalogue), i totally have someone to recommend to you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was kind of a lame first post in a year, wasn't it?  well, maybe i'll at least drum up some business for &lt;a href="http://conklin.com/"&gt;Conklin&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19078214-604295326582574557?l=lifeboatlaura.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeboatlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/604295326582574557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19078214&amp;postID=604295326582574557&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19078214/posts/default/604295326582574557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19078214/posts/default/604295326582574557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeboatlaura.blogspot.com/2009/01/no-promises.html' title='no promises'/><author><name>laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10133035167814678716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05531322689480294908'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19078214.post-5307886949708854119</id><published>2008-02-21T21:52:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T21:53:44.754-05:00</updated><title type='text'>oh man</title><content type='html'>is it wrong that i just saw this commercial&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zMXv0__CYSU&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zMXv0__CYSU&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this man is lamenting his life and all i can think is how jealous i am!  literally, the thought in my head was this--"that's awesome!  wearing pirate clothes and serving chowder!  dude!  i wish that was MY job!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course, i have had a few glasses of wine tonight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;incidentally, if i call, please pick up your phone.  not everyone is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fortunately, i have the kelly ripa E Hollywood Story to keep me company.  man, that girl is cute as a button and i just love her!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19078214-5307886949708854119?l=lifeboatlaura.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeboatlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/5307886949708854119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19078214&amp;postID=5307886949708854119&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19078214/posts/default/5307886949708854119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19078214/posts/default/5307886949708854119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeboatlaura.blogspot.com/2008/02/oh-man.html' title='oh man'/><author><name>laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10133035167814678716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05531322689480294908'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19078214.post-1157010450589800207</id><published>2008-01-29T22:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T22:35:22.833-05:00</updated><title type='text'>missing UVA law</title><content type='html'>so i checked earlier for the feb club calendar, and while it wasn't up then, it is now. (of course, i got a new computer and was too cheap to get all the microsoft programs on it, so i had a bit of a time opening up the excel file. also, i want a copy of the fun feb club calendar with all the pictures that hands near scott commons!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then, of course, i spent a little time looking at pictures of feb club's past and remembering the good old days and ruing the fact that i will not be partaking this year. sadness. looks like there are some good themes too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, so that's not much of a post, but i just wanted to put it out there that those were some good times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh, memories...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_YoJysoAegZY/R5_v-pelwnI/AAAAAAAAALc/t86jQHpfpSU/s1600-h/feb+club+2006+563.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_YoJysoAegZY/R5_v-pelwnI/AAAAAAAAALc/t86jQHpfpSU/s320/feb+club+2006+563.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161107557554963058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_YoJysoAegZY/R5_v_JelwoI/AAAAAAAAALk/uHpGwyb1BUA/s1600-h/pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_YoJysoAegZY/R5_v_JelwoI/AAAAAAAAALk/uHpGwyb1BUA/s320/pic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161107566144897666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_YoJysoAegZY/R5_v_ZelwpI/AAAAAAAAALs/dGTxvWI84WI/s1600-h/IMG_0149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_YoJysoAegZY/R5_v_ZelwpI/AAAAAAAAALs/dGTxvWI84WI/s320/IMG_0149.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161107570439864978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_YoJysoAegZY/R5_v_5elwqI/AAAAAAAAAL0/bCqLmGmJE9Y/s1600-h/Toga1_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_YoJysoAegZY/R5_v_5elwqI/AAAAAAAAAL0/bCqLmGmJE9Y/s320/Toga1_edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161107579029799586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_YoJysoAegZY/R5_wAZelwrI/AAAAAAAAAL8/G4IUjooDZxY/s1600-h/IMG_0301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_YoJysoAegZY/R5_wAZelwrI/AAAAAAAAAL8/G4IUjooDZxY/s320/IMG_0301.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161107587619734194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19078214-1157010450589800207?l=lifeboatlaura.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeboatlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/1157010450589800207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19078214&amp;postID=1157010450589800207&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19078214/posts/default/1157010450589800207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19078214/posts/default/1157010450589800207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeboatlaura.blogspot.com/2008/01/missing-uva-law.html' title='missing UVA law'/><author><name>laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10133035167814678716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05531322689480294908'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YoJysoAegZY/R5_v-pelwnI/AAAAAAAAALc/t86jQHpfpSU/s72-c/feb+club+2006+563.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19078214.post-392774540705774968</id><published>2008-01-29T22:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T22:04:21.452-05:00</updated><title type='text'>hee hee</title><content type='html'>so i just put the final pair of shoes on and i was going to sign back on and post about HOW HAPPY MY NEW SHOES MAKE ME, but then i decided that might be a little ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until i started to walk in the final pair.  part of their comfort feature is a cushiony bottom that seems to hide some sort of air pocket.  and every time i step on my left foot, and then lift it up, the air refilling the cushion makes a distinctively fart-like sound. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19078214-392774540705774968?l=lifeboatlaura.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeboatlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/392774540705774968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19078214&amp;postID=392774540705774968&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19078214/posts/default/392774540705774968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19078214/posts/default/392774540705774968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeboatlaura.blogspot.com/2008/01/hee-hee.html' title='hee hee'/><author><name>laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10133035167814678716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05531322689480294908'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19078214.post-127872480007666097</id><published>2008-01-29T21:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T21:50:55.851-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i love zappos!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_YoJysoAegZY/R5_jypelwkI/AAAAAAAAALE/wFIMOYRJIc0/s1600-h/zappo1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_YoJysoAegZY/R5_jypelwkI/AAAAAAAAALE/wFIMOYRJIc0/s320/zappo1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161094157256999490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;now i know that i am late to this party, but i am going to say it anyways. see, i can't buy clothes, especially shoes, w/o trying them out first. so i was never thinking i would get on board with zappos. and i'm still not TOTALLY on board. but i'm modified on board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_YoJysoAegZY/R5_jy5elwlI/AAAAAAAAALM/u2xlQXWC3bI/s1600-h/zappo2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_YoJysoAegZY/R5_jy5elwlI/AAAAAAAAALM/u2xlQXWC3bI/s320/zappo2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161094161551966802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i went to the NYC macy's, the largest department store in the world, this weekend to try on shoes. they have an entire separate area for comfortable shoes, which is about 10 times as large as most entire shoe departments and they have all sorts of brands, and every time i go in there (i have been trying to muster the energy to do this for like 4 months), i just get overwhelmed and leave. it's a shit-ton of shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i could not avoid it any longer.  my sneakers are so worn out that they hurt my feet in about a hundred different ways even just based on my walk to and from the metro every day.  and ditto with the same pair of flats that are the only really comfortable shoes under my desk at work, so i wind up just putting them on every day.  i mean, these things are sad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i circled the place like 4 times, taking pictures on my cell phone of contender shoes, and then narrowing it down to 7 pairs to try on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, of course they had all of like 2 of the ones i really wanted.  but i managed to try on some styles and some brands and one pair in a brown even tho i never wear brown shoes.  and i whittled it down to 3 winners (all comfy, one to walk to work, one pair of work flats, and one pair of work heels), jotted down all the info and ordered them from jared's apartment, so they were waiting for me when i got home today! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_YoJysoAegZY/R5_jy5elwmI/AAAAAAAAALU/I9ilSwggItc/s1600-h/zappo3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_YoJysoAegZY/R5_jy5elwmI/AAAAAAAAALU/I9ilSwggItc/s320/zappo3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161094161551966818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;it might be a little sad how excited i was for all of them.  i was running the last two blocks home to get to my new shoes!  but they are everything i thought they would be!  well, except the one pair might be a bit tight in the toes.  and the fact that the pair i wore at work all day rubbed my pinkies the wrong way, so nothing feels good on my feet right now.  but oh!  i am so sure that they will be perfect! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i know that isn't really too much to the credit of zappos, but they are who made this joyful moment possible and i appreciate that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(incidentally, i am totally on board with their "free shipping," despite the fact that each pair of shoes cost $3.95 more than it would have at the macy's.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so hip hip hooray!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19078214-127872480007666097?l=lifeboatlaura.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeboatlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/127872480007666097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19078214&amp;postID=127872480007666097&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19078214/posts/default/127872480007666097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19078214/posts/default/127872480007666097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeboatlaura.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-love-zappos.html' title='i love zappos!'/><author><name>laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10133035167814678716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05531322689480294908'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_YoJysoAegZY/R5_jypelwkI/AAAAAAAAALE/wFIMOYRJIc0/s72-c/zappo1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19078214.post-5325708985615718414</id><published>2008-01-06T14:16:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T14:28:41.431-05:00</updated><title type='text'>christmas cards</title><content type='html'>so every year, i buy christmas cards after christmas.  b/c i'm cheap and i love cards and i sure can't resist them when you mark them down that much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year, i managed to resist.  largely b/c i didn't see any that i liked.  and partially b/c i still have the remnants of past year's half-price christmas cards still cluttering up my apartment.  and also b/c i wonder if i will ever get my act together enough to send out christmas cards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the other day in the office, i saw a &lt;a href="http://www.gallerycollection.com/card/GreetingsFromAllofUsSnowmenCard.htm"&gt;christmas card i really liked&lt;/a&gt;.  (i thought it looked like maybe you could personalize it, choosing different character snowmen to go on it and represent you and your family or things you like.  i was mistaken, but it's an awesome idea.)  so i got the &lt;a href="http://www.gallerycollection.com/"&gt;website &lt;/a&gt;off the back of the card. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here i am, on january 6, looking at hundreds of options of business quality christmas cards for next year.  turns out that 25 of these things usually retail for $207.90.  which is clearly PREPOSTEROUS!  right?  that's nearly $10/card!!  PREPOSTEROUS!  geez louise! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but right now, in the post-christmas slump, where it's pretty tough to sell christmas cards (unless you're marketing to crazy people such as myself), they are having what is maybe the best deal i have ever heard of.  50% off AND $75 off of each order!  that is also preposterous!  i mean, you knock half of the price off and then, they figured, just for good measure they'd save you an extra $75! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course, since we're talking about ridiculously expensive christmas cards, we're still far out of the price range of what i usually spend on christmas cards.  but i like them!  they're so pretty!  i bet they are on thick paper!  that feels expensive between your fingertips!  and above all, they've convinced me i'm saving money!  i am a sucker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today, i am resisting.  but these amazing prices last for the next 3 months!  the odds are great that by march 27th, i will have caved.  of course, those odds probably aren't as great as the odds that by march 27th, i will have completely forgotten about this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19078214-5325708985615718414?l=lifeboatlaura.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeboatlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/5325708985615718414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19078214&amp;postID=5325708985615718414&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19078214/posts/default/5325708985615718414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19078214/posts/default/5325708985615718414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeboatlaura.blogspot.com/2008/01/christmas-cards.html' title='christmas cards'/><author><name>laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10133035167814678716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05531322689480294908'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19078214.post-9106034792011547602</id><published>2008-01-04T20:40:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T20:44:20.344-05:00</updated><title type='text'>too many catalogues!</title><content type='html'>if you walked into my apartment this evening, you would swear i hadn't picked up my mail in days.  here's what i had waiting for me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pottery Barn (2 copies)&lt;br /&gt;Pottery Barn Bed and Bath&lt;br /&gt;Pottery Barn Baby&lt;br /&gt;Pottery Barn Kid&lt;br /&gt;Williams Sonoma (2 copies)&lt;br /&gt;Williams Sonoma Home&lt;br /&gt;Ballard Designs, Winter 2008&lt;br /&gt;Ballard Designs, January 2008&lt;br /&gt;West Elm (i also had one yesterday)&lt;br /&gt;Smith &amp;amp; Noble Windoware&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean, i like to look at pictures of things for my home that i'll never buy as much as the next person does, but this is ridiculous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tho my favorite day of mail was a couple of weeks ago, when i received 4 identical letters from some court about some Visa settlement.  not a single one of them was addressed to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19078214-9106034792011547602?l=lifeboatlaura.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeboatlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/9106034792011547602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19078214&amp;postID=9106034792011547602&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19078214/posts/default/9106034792011547602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19078214/posts/default/9106034792011547602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeboatlaura.blogspot.com/2008/01/too-many-catalogues.html' title='too many catalogues!'/><author><name>laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10133035167814678716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05531322689480294908'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19078214.post-5076975129730271765</id><published>2008-01-02T19:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T19:28:13.464-05:00</updated><title type='text'>what to do!</title><content type='html'>my firm picture is in the morning.  it is only like 9 blocks away.  but my hair! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see, that is too close to take a cab, and it is a bit of a walk and it has been SO windy, which would screw up my hair, but if i put on a hat, THAT will screw up my hair!  do you see my dilemma! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i almost feel the need to wear one of those old lady plastic scarf things around my head!  unfortunately, or perhaps fortunately, i do not own one.  unfortunately, or perhaps fortunately, this idea had not crossed my mind when i was at the CVS 10 minutes ago and now i am too lazy to leave the house again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19078214-5076975129730271765?l=lifeboatlaura.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeboatlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/5076975129730271765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19078214&amp;postID=5076975129730271765&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19078214/posts/default/5076975129730271765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19078214/posts/default/5076975129730271765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeboatlaura.blogspot.com/2008/01/what-to-do.html' title='what to do!'/><author><name>laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10133035167814678716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05531322689480294908'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19078214.post-6534563124026835590</id><published>2007-11-06T20:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T20:23:03.387-05:00</updated><title type='text'>doc review</title><content type='html'>so last week we had this huge doc review, that had to be done ASAP.  and i think that's common at most firms, but it seems pretty unusual where i am.  and everyone was *SO* apologetic, and all the associates thought it was the worst thing ever, and went out of their way to tell us first years how unusual this was, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i tore right into it.  i loved it.  i put aside all my other work for the week (maybe not the best idea) to work on the doc review.  and the associate in charge of the project keeps telling me how appreciative she is and telling partners how great i've been about this and everyone kept coming in to express their appreciation and they all kept saying,"i know that no one likes this and it's the worst part of being an associate and thank you so much for contributing" and i wanted to yellout, "I LOVE THIS!  KEEP ME DOING DOC REVIEW!"  there's so much less fear about screwing things up and it moves so quickly and it doesn't involve much thinking and the more you do it, the better you get at it, and i also think that i am really made for tasks like this, b/c somehow on a purely technical level, i seem to do it a lot more efficiently than most people.  but anyways.  i think doc review is heaven. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but this is not what people want to hear when they are paying you $160,000 a year.  they do not want you to love the menial mindlesswork.  they want you to love the research and the legal thinking and the client contact and the responsibility and the being thrown in headfirst and getting up in front of a court to defend your client.  or whatever it is we're supposed to be doing and loving.  loving doc review is like a forbidden, shameful love.  loving doc review is like jerry lee louis loving his underage cousin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, it worked out for him.  i'm keeping my fingers crossed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19078214-6534563124026835590?l=lifeboatlaura.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeboatlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/6534563124026835590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19078214&amp;postID=6534563124026835590&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19078214/posts/default/6534563124026835590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19078214/posts/default/6534563124026835590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeboatlaura.blogspot.com/2007/11/doc-review.html' title='doc review'/><author><name>laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10133035167814678716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05531322689480294908'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19078214.post-4326664847653516308</id><published>2007-11-06T20:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T20:17:28.914-05:00</updated><title type='text'>totally random</title><content type='html'>i have decided that the man who did all his work in the law library had the most perfect plan ever.  i was thinking the other day about how fabulous it would be to be a lawyer who didn't have to wear shoes or real clothes and could just prop your feet up on another chair and do your work.  and i was thinking that home clearly doesn't work for me.  (i always go home with the best of plans to do work.  it never works out.  now would be a very good example.)  then i was realizing i could not put my shoeless feet up on a table in the firm library and work.  then i remembered that guy.  dave whateverhisnamewas.  it's a really good environment, particularly if you aren't actually friends with everyone milling about.  largely b/c they wonder who the weird old guy always in the library in the UVA sweatshirt is.  gosh it's brilliant.  i could totally be that guy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19078214-4326664847653516308?l=lifeboatlaura.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeboatlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/4326664847653516308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19078214&amp;postID=4326664847653516308&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19078214/posts/default/4326664847653516308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19078214/posts/default/4326664847653516308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeboatlaura.blogspot.com/2007/11/totally-random.html' title='totally random'/><author><name>laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10133035167814678716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05531322689480294908'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19078214.post-7366000626771196379</id><published>2007-10-31T20:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T20:35:45.512-04:00</updated><title type='text'>happy halloween!</title><content type='html'>you may remember how much i have enjoyed halloweens past.  (other doozies include the year i was a pencil and the year i was a fish tank.  i am afraid i do not have digital pictures of those years.  alas.  b/c they were good stuff.  as you would expect from someone who has made a ladybug costume out of a child's sled, a permanent marker, and some rope, and who has weaseled her way into a costume designed for those under 70 pounds).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_YoJysoAegZY/Rykc8ugtNFI/AAAAAAAAAKs/7gxof2Yn56k/s1600-h/halloween+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127661480340960338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_YoJysoAegZY/Rykc8ugtNFI/AAAAAAAAAKs/7gxof2Yn56k/s320/halloween+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_YoJysoAegZY/Rykc8-gtNGI/AAAAAAAAAK0/Un03ClxSGhI/s1600-h/halloween+011_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127661484635927650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_YoJysoAegZY/Rykc8-gtNGI/AAAAAAAAAK0/Un03ClxSGhI/s320/halloween+011_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; anyways.  i was mucho worried about halloween this year b/c i did not have any candy, but i also did not feel like staying late at work.  but i did not want the children to knock on my door and think i was a horrible person for not having candy for them.  (as a side note, the last time i was in DC, i was made very upset on halloween by all the teenage hoodlums showing up, sans costume, at my door and complaining about my candy.  little bastards.)  anyways.  i literally spent an hour with all the lights out in the front of my apartment and hiding in my bedroom, lest the children knock on my door and think me a terrible person when i broke their little hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only then i remembered!  i had candy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_YoJysoAegZY/Rykc9egtNHI/AAAAAAAAAK8/5hc879dyYb0/s1600-h/IMG_0692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127661493225862258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_YoJysoAegZY/Rykc9egtNHI/AAAAAAAAAK8/5hc879dyYb0/s320/IMG_0692.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; leftover penis pops from lexi's bachelorette party!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;just the kind of tasty delicious treat i'm sure any parent would be pleased for their child to receive on halloween!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19078214-7366000626771196379?l=lifeboatlaura.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeboatlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/7366000626771196379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19078214&amp;postID=7366000626771196379&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19078214/posts/default/7366000626771196379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19078214/posts/default/7366000626771196379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeboatlaura.blogspot.com/2007/10/happy-halloween.html' title='happy halloween!'/><author><name>laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10133035167814678716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05531322689480294908'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_YoJysoAegZY/Rykc8ugtNFI/AAAAAAAAAKs/7gxof2Yn56k/s72-c/halloween+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19078214.post-8655853383969653684</id><published>2007-10-31T20:09:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T20:20:25.809-04:00</updated><title type='text'>congratulations!</title><content type='html'>our first CONGRATULATIONS to lexi and aaron, who got married this past weekend and are currently escaping the rigors of law firm life in paris on their honeymoon. huzzah for lexi and aaron! wishing you years and years and years and years of joy and happiness together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_YoJysoAegZY/RykaXegtNBI/AAAAAAAAAKM/RFehracqHMI/s1600-h/IMG_0652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127658641367577618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_YoJysoAegZY/RykaXegtNBI/AAAAAAAAAKM/RFehracqHMI/s320/IMG_0652.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and a further WHAT WHAT to lexi for her rousing rendition of "don't stop believing" at her own wedding. awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_YoJysoAegZY/RykaX-gtNCI/AAAAAAAAAKU/xR0dm7PtsZ0/s1600-h/IMG_0670.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127658649957512226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_YoJysoAegZY/RykaX-gtNCI/AAAAAAAAAKU/xR0dm7PtsZ0/s320/IMG_0670.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our second congratulations to the thousand odd now-lawyers who managed to pass the bar and make the trek out to richmond on monday to be sworn in by the VA supreme court.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_YoJysoAegZY/RykaZOgtNEI/AAAAAAAAAKk/B-8Hzsy2LTQ/s1600-h/IMG_0677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127658671432348738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_YoJysoAegZY/RykaZOgtNEI/AAAAAAAAAKk/B-8Hzsy2LTQ/s320/IMG_0677.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; it was not much of a to-do, but for those of you who are interested, here is the virginia supreme court.  &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_YoJysoAegZY/RykaYugtNDI/AAAAAAAAAKc/sd7sjo_4fH0/s1600-h/IMG_0682.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127658662842414130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_YoJysoAegZY/RykaYugtNDI/AAAAAAAAAKc/sd7sjo_4fH0/s320/IMG_0682.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19078214-8655853383969653684?l=lifeboatlaura.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeboatlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/8655853383969653684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19078214&amp;postID=8655853383969653684&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19078214/posts/default/8655853383969653684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19078214/posts/default/8655853383969653684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeboatlaura.blogspot.com/2007/10/congratulations.html' title='congratulations!'/><author><name>laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10133035167814678716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05531322689480294908'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_YoJysoAegZY/RykaXegtNBI/AAAAAAAAAKM/RFehracqHMI/s72-c/IMG_0652.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19078214.post-3337626666701898783</id><published>2007-10-17T22:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T22:59:47.760-04:00</updated><title type='text'>another really great search hit</title><content type='html'>someone today, searching from the virginia supreme court computer system, found my blog by entering the search phrase "simple stupid bar exam."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19078214-3337626666701898783?l=lifeboatlaura.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeboatlaura.blogspot.com/feeds/3337626666701898783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19078214&amp;postID=3337626666701898783&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19078214/posts/default/3337626666701898783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19078214/posts/default/3337626666701898783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeboatlaura.blogspot.com/2007/10/another-really-great-search-hit.html' title='another really great search hit'/><author><name>laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10133035167814678716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05531322689480294908'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry></feed>