07.24.07
Best. Advice. EVAH!
So… I’m not really in the business of handing out big hugs and sloppy kisses, but I could tell you who would be the FIRST recipient of such treatment if I ever started to do so.
Hands down: Thinking Fool.
A week or so ago, Fool put up a post to all Bar examinees with some information that he thought would be useful. One such slice of wisdom was to read every essay in the essay books that came with our Bar/Bri materials. I thought it was a bit much, but I was desperate, so I didn’t read ALL of the essays, but I may have happened to glance at a few from the last five years… just to get an idea. Yeah. It scared the hell out of me and I wanted to cry.
UNTIL… I was sitting in the Bar Exam. I opened up my exam packet to the first essay question… and it was practically THE SAME FACT PATTERN from a test that was offered about three years ago. Like I said, it wasn’t exactly the same, so I wasn’t able to just copy my memories of the answer down onto my paper. However, it was close enough that I was able to spot the underlying issues and go from there. It was an INSANE confidence builder. Until the second question. But that’s another story.
Anyway, THANK YOU from the bottom of my Bar Exam, Fool. I owe ya. 
06.15.07
It’s Official!
Grades were just posted at my Graduate School. It IS official! Faith is a bona-fide grad school graduate! (No, not that I was worried or anything… it’s just nice to know that when I walked at graduation, it wasn’t just for show and that I WILL get a degree with my name and title on it.)
Hooray for me! (and Kitrah, although… really? Didn’t doubt hers for a moment.)
06.11.07
F***ing Awesome!
I saw my friend Marilyn for the first time since graduating from grad school. She and I have been friends since BEFORE either of us got into grad school. She was two years ahead of me, but we kept in touch (as we were supremely close before she graduated from grad school and got a grown-up job and all.)
Anyway… her present to me hit the nail RIGHT on its head. Observe:
For those of you Buffy, the Vampire Slayer geeks in the audience, yes, it’s a FAITH action figure! Not only is the Faith action figure, it’s the “Graduation Day” action figure! (On my list as one of my favorite episodes of Buffy… EVER.) My only beef is that it looks NOTHING like Eliza Dushku, who played Faith. You may be familiar with her look by now:
Despite that, I do have to say just ONE thing. She could not have gotten me a better graduation gift. Simply put, old friends are not JUST the best friends. Old friends f****n’ RULE!
Thanks, Marilyn! 
05.30.07
Tales From the FF 2004: When Life Imitates Art…
I’ve been pretty forthcoming about the fact that I’m a big Entourage fan. I’ve been surprised at how quickly dialogue from the show has made it’s way into my daily vocab, however. Most of the lines I’ve seemed to have adopted have come from my favorite character, one Mr. Johnny Drama. However, you have to admit that it’s always a bit interesting when life imitates art.
Case in point: I was driving with Hip Hop Mama down in “the Valley” the other day. As we were cruising down the road, I noticed someone tailgating me, despite the fact that I was driving well above the speed limit:
Faith: Is it really necessary for this guy to drive UP my ass?
Hip-Hop Mama: (laughing)
Faith: (watching the guy in the rear view, getting more and more agitated) Seriously! This is effin’ ridiculous!
Hip-Hop Mama: (still laughing)
Faith: (had enough– yanks her car over to the side of the road and lets tailgating vehicle pass before charging back on the road and tailgating the vehicle that just passed her.)
Hip-Hop Mama: Okay, Faith. Do we really want to be picking a fight with Deliverance here?
Faith: (agitated) Was it really necessary for them to be driving UP MY ASS?
Hip-Hop Mama: Okay, settle down, Drama!
Faith: (starting to chuckle) Hold me back, Turtle. (car in front of her slams on his brakes, causing Faith to slam on the brakes in the FF 2004– Faith and Hip-Hop Mama lurch forward) ….FUCKING VALLEY, MAN!
Hip-Hop Mama: (fresh round of laughter…. after a moment, Faith joins in.)
…I can’t make this stuff up.
05.03.07
This Just In: (Starbucks x 2) + No Sleep = BBAADD!
So I’m in the middle of writing final papers for class. I haven’t been to bed yet. I’ve had two grande caramel frappucinos from Starbucks. Lesson learned? I already know you shouldn’t drunk-text. Apparently, you should not text on a caffeine high, either. Case in point: The exchange I just had via text message with (who else) Hip-Hop Mama.
She and I had an “adventure” last night (which I’ll post later) so I dropped her off at her apartment pretty late last night. I knew she had to get up early this morning, so I decided to help her out:
Faith: (8:25am) WAKE UP, SUNSHINE!!!**
Hip-Hop Mama: (8:50am) I am up. It is crappy outside.
Faith: (8:51am) GET UP YOU LAZY ASS!
Hip-Hop Mama: (8:53am) I am up, bitch!
Faith: (8:53am) Looolll! Guess who hasn’t been to bed yet?!?! And guess who’s had a bunch of coffee from STARBUCKS?!?
Hip-Hop Mama: (8:55am) … oh, shit.
Hip-Hop Mama: (8:56am) Don’t you have class today? You must be wired.
Faith: (9:00am) Class is dunzo. Like Justin and Cameron. Like Nick and Jess. Like Brad and Jen. I’m writing papers now. VERY VERY VERY wired. WHEE!!!
Hip-Hop Mama: (9:03am) Holy shit. I want TO BE THERE when you crash…lol.
Faith: (9:04am) You think I’m kinda hyper right now?
Hip-Hop Mama: (9:05am) No shit, dumbass.
Hmm… I really should lay off the Starbucks, eh? But it tastes so good….
Spoken like a true addict.
**For the purposes of journalistic integrity, the text messages appear in their complete and original form. Yes, I used all caps and I over punctuated my sentences… like a true caffeine junkie.
04.26.07
The Good Samaritan
For the most part, I like to think that I’m a good friend. If I’m able to help someone when they’re in a tight position, it makes me feel like I’ve accomplished something. I was enjoying a late lunch with Kitrah the other day when I received a phone call from Hip-Hop Mama. I didn’t think it was anything important, as I had JUST gotten off the phone with her before I went out with Kitrah, so I let her go to voice-mail. After another frantic phone call and a text, I astutely realized that something was up. She informed me that she had a flat tire and needed help getting her child from school.
So, I rushed down, feeling bad that I let her go to voice mail twice. We ran to the school and got her child before I took Hip-Hop Mama back to her car with the flat tire. I have many brothers. I know how to change a flat. So when I saw Hip-Hop Mama struggling with her spare tire, trying to do everything so she didn’t break a nail, I knew an intervention was necessary:
Faith: No, no. That’s NOT how you change a flat. Let me do it for you. (takes over from here– gets the spare tire out, gets the jack out, assembles the jack, begins to try and take off the lug nuts… and cannot get them off. They’ve been put on too tight. Continues struggling with the lug nuts.)
Man! They put these lug nuts on TIGHT anymore…
(Cute guy happens by, notices Faith struggling with the lug nuts and ambles over)
Cute guy: Hey, they put those on way too tight in garages. Let me get it for you. (proceeds to loosen the lug nuts, then jacked up Hip-Hop Mama’s car and changes the tire himself.)
Faith: (whispers to Hip-Hop Mama) Now THAT’S how you change a tire!
04.25.07
Tagged!
Photobugchick from Ladii Bug got me. She got me good! I’m a good sport, so here goes:
ME FROM A TO Z:
A- Available or Single? Single.
B- Best Friend: Hip-Hop Mama and Kiahta, who both know every ugly skeleton in the closet o’ Faith (yes, guys, there are a few…hundred.)
C- Cake or Pie: Cake.
D- Drink of Choice: Pepsi or Lemon Propel.
E- Essential Items: The Pooch, iPod, cell, favorite book
F- Favorite Color: Blue
G- Gummi Bears or Worms? Gummi Worms
H- Hometown: Bigfork, MT
I- Indulgence: TiVo, dark chocolate, DVD boxed sets.
J- January or February: February
K- Kids: Someday.
L- Life is incomplete without: Faith in yourself and your abilities and the people you surround yourself with…. well, that and smokin’ sex.
M- Marriage Date: …need to find the fiance first.
N- Number of Siblings: Too Many. Adopted family: Four older brothers and an older sister (who I’ve disowned. Long story. Maybe later.) Biological family: Younger sister. Younger brother. ALL taller.
O- Oranges or Apples? Oranges
P- Phobias/Fears. Not meeting my own expectations, not recognizing true love when it finally rolls around.
Q- Favorite Quote: Faith is to believe what you do not see; the reward of this faith is to see what you believe.–St. Augustine
R- Reasons to smile: The Pooch, family, friends
S- Season: Summer
T- Tag Three: Heather, LawNut, I-66
U- Unknown Fact About Me: I laugh when I’m nervous.
V – Vegetarian or Oppressor of Animals? Bring on the meat…
W- Worst Habits: Biting my fingernails, not being as confident as I should be.
X – X-rays or Ultrasounds? X-rays (although I’d prefer X-ray vision. That would be SWEET.)
Y- Your Favorite Foods: Chicken, Fettucini Alfredo, chocolate
Z- Zodiac: Famous serial killer. Oh, wait…. MY Zodiac sign? Libra.
