Law and Awkwardness (It's All Very Gay)

The following contains information you may find surprising and dissapointing. You may find it flaky or ridiculous. You may forever change your opinion of the writer. Oh well. Just put on some NickelBack and read it. There's better stuff at the end.

Okay, I'm just going to say it. Because I don't care what you think. My life doesn't revolve around your approval. It revolves around NetFlix and pizza and - on a good day - fresh-squeezed juice. And the George Foreman grill. Okay. Breathe. Like a band-aid, one quick motion. Quick like a cat.

I'm seriously thinking about Law School. I know it's late to be thinking about this and it looks like I'm just trying to put off the inevitable job search. I know it's a ridiculous 180 from business and computers and I know almost nothing about it and I never talked about it before and what the HELL am I thinking? Hey! Put your cynical face back in your pocket and your smirk back in your purse! I'm analytical. I'm detail-oriented. I like to structure arguments logically. So who are you to judge, huh? Just because this is a highly suspect time to be thinking about this doesn't mean you have to suspect me of being high.

Anyway, it's embarrassing, but true. To be honest, I've thought about it off-and-on for a long time, but always was like: "no way. No Grad school for you, missy, til you've finished your oatmeal" I've made my way through one LSAT prep book and will take a practice test on Saturday. I went to the Lambda Legal Garden Party to network with local lawyers and made a flustered, ridiculous, idiot of myself in front of the most important guy there. If that's not serious, I don't know what is.

Obviously, I need to talk to a lot of people practicing and studying law, but this is the current thought. What can you do huh? The heart wants what it wants. And apparently I'm not the only one who thinks so around here.

On a more angry dyke note: this girl wrote an amazing post on craigslist. When, exactly, did it become okay to stereotype members of an oppressed group and then request that you be friends? For that matter, when did tokenizing become cool? Around the time we all decided not to spend time with anyone who NBC didn't deam airworthy, I guess. Anyway, Stef and I couldn't resist posting a reply. And, guess what?, quite a few straight girls were interested! Yeah, they're so excited about a non-threatening gay guy to shop with and they don't find lesbians scary - unless they're butch, of course. Sarcasm is a lost art, at least on some. Next time I'll be sure to bring my hammer if I want to hit people over the head.

So that's it for now. This is Elizabeth, law-school-hopeful, signing off.