Back by popular demand...

My last post here was in March 2008. That's shameful! The glasses I posted about have grown a little long in the tooth... fortunately I haven't. I've been so busy that my creativity has found outlet only in short status updates. Which is great, but with graduation and the outside world looming right around the corner, I think it's time to re-open my blogger account. Things are going to be different, but in a good way. I am excited.

Happy Thanksgiving to you all! Watch out for those tryptophans, don't get a TUI!

~Steph

Note to LensCrafters...

So, I may not be a sales genius... in fact, I am probably the exact opposite... but aren't there a few things that are just common sense? Like, when you are trying to up-sale a customer, should the upgraded product completely negate your main business design? I don't think so...

This morning I finally figured out why I have been having so many headaches this last month. Actually, to be fair, my retinas figured it out for me. If I hadn't gone nearly blind for a few hours today, I may still be working my way through a bottle of generic Costco ibuprofen... only quality generics for me. Yeah yeah I know... once again... I maintain that at this point during the school year, you could put an elephant in my doorway and I wouldn't notice. I’ll notice/remember/do shit when I am on summer break. There will be plenty of time for that nonsense then ;)

I manage to rest the peepers up enough to get home, and luckily LensCrafters had an appointment available in a half an hour, and since I am not far from the mall, I grab it. Short interjection--have I told you lately how much I effing HATE the mall? A few gang bangers came dangerously close to the business end of a Saturn today... its one thing to dodge them in narrow parking lanes when you can see... baggy pants are urban camouflage to the visually impaired.

Anyway... I discover my old glasses are complete crap. The Dr. actually told me the only use for them was to leave them in my car in case I ever get pulled over and I don't have the new glasses with me... I can put the old ones on real quick and fake it... Ahhh... I have found a sneaky optometrist. I like him.

I get my new improved script and sit down with the customer service drone (I am not saying all Customer Service reps are drones... but the ones at LensCrafters were...) and I get the random chit chat. While she is imputing my order, she is working really hard at upselling me to the highest quality lens they offer. This is all being picked up on the Stephanie Feilzer tab, I have no vision insurance, so I am trying to be frugal. Nonetheless, she actually just about succeeds (I know, I am terrible. Never take me used-car shopping) when she slips in "The only thing is, if you get this type of lens, your glasses won't be ready in one hour". Ok, I am patient. I ask her how long they will take. "Oh two weeks or so... but I ordered mine two weeks ago and they are still not in". WTF??? LADY .. I CAN'T SEE! How the heck am I supposed to go two more weeks without seeing? Hmm... I can't see... I need to see... I have a lot of work to do... How can I see quickly? AH! LensCrafters... glasses in "about an hour". Problem + 1 hr generic vision place=Solution. Two weeks does not work anywhere into this equation.

So I get the lower quality lenses. Not shockingly, they work fine. I still manage to plunk down a nice chunk of change. I was going to buy a laptop for school. The laptop fund will now reside on my face. Oh well...

But... I can see... and they are cute :) I offer the pic below as evidence. And yes, I am a girl. I have a new accessory.

1. You fridge contains a half a loaf of bread, peanut butter, and Rockstar

2. Your cat has taken full control of your apartment, including its decoration, arrangement of furniture and apportionment of bedspace.

3. You have forgotten your roommate's/spouse's/best friend's/significant other's (or all of the above) name on more than on occasion. However, you know the Pizza Hut deliveryman on a first-name basis because he comes by your house three times a week.

4. You utter vulgarities that would make a sailor blush on a daily basis.

5. The number of inanimate objects in your home that will become airborne is directly proportionate to the difficulty of your reading assignment.

6. You call in sick to work just so you have time to shower.

7. All the closets in your home look like this:


8. You haven't seen a movie, the inside of a non-drive through restaurant, or natural light other than through the library window in months... and you no longer care.

9. You run out of clean socks so you go without... In January.

10. Where ARE your shoes/keys/wallet/pants?

11. You take a nap and dream about sleeping.

12. Torts are not a dessert.

13. IRAC is not a country.

14. Proximate cause can kiss your butt.

15. You are reading this list and nodding your head... but you feel guilty because you are not studying.

Revenge is meaty

So I have these crackhead neighbors who love to cook pork chops around midnight. They have been doing this at least once a week the entire year that I have been here. Maybe it is the pothead next door with a case of the munchies... I dunno. But it is definitely pork chops. Now, I am up for a nice lean cut of pork now and then, but I can say that at midnight, that would be about as appetizing as a jarful of pickled eggs (ask my Uncle).

And last night... they burned them... badly. It is hard to sleep when your eyes are watering and the acrid smell is making your stomach turn.

Tonight... victory shall be mine! We have a potluck at work tomorrow and against my better judgement said I'd bring pigs in a blanket. And I didn't get around to making them until after midnight. Sweet. I had no intention of burning them, but I have a feeling half this block of apartment smells like piggies and pastry right now. And maybe, just maybe, I dropped a few of my untensils for good measure.

I am evil. An evil cook. Muhahahaha!

Enough of this culinary warfare. Off to bed!

Legally Insane?

So Tuesday marks the first day of my part time work life. It couldn't have arrived sooner. The last three weeks have been like dogs and cats living together... you know, mass hysteria ... and I've learned a few things. Yes about the law, but about other stuff too. Like how it’s only really worth sacrificing sleep to shave your legs when the temperature gets above 100... and that has happened twice. And screw Atkins, the best diet is pure unbridled fear. It’s really tough to eat when you fee nauseated 95% of the time. I've lost ten pounds... seriously... since starting school. Although desperate times call for desperate measures. It is possible to eat a pork chop with one hand and brief a case with the other. Silverware not necessary.

And to cap off my last week of full time work, I completely blow getting called on in class on Friday, and this weekend my A/C exploded (literally... I am lucky my apt. didn't catch on fire) and my debit card got hijacked. Someone stole the numbers and tried to charge 500 dollars to it at Office Max yesterday. So I have no working card, and no means of getting money until Tuesday. I've got money in the bank but 50 cents in my possession. I guess that's better than 7 cents. Oh, and still haven't slept much. Anyone want to come bring me a portable AC and change my sheets for me? ;)

It just keeps getting better folks! On a more positive note, thanks to everyone for their moral support. Love you all!

~Stephie

What the hell have I gotten myself into???

I went to the first two sessions of Law School "boot camp" this week... we have one more Friday but it is a cocktail party for family. No bf, no husband... I may be the only one bringing my parents! Schweet!

But that really isn't the issue... The issues are that I know nothing... been called on three times and failed three times. My books cost as much as a month's rent... no lies... and I had to take them on credit against my loans. Oh, and I am expected to put in 40 hours a week and even right now can't seem to efficiently juggle both.

All that... and classes haven't even started yet. That fun begins Monday. What I've learned so far? Who not to sit by EVER EVER again! It's one thing to want a law degree so badly to study way way way ahead. That's your perogative and that's great. It's another to mumble along when the dean and the professors speak and distract other students. Noisy little suckup.

I have received a lot of messages from friends this week simply stating "You can do it. You can do anything". I do appreciate it but I wish I had as much faith in myself as everyone else does! If you call or email/text/myspace me in the next few weeks and don't hear back from me right away, please know that I am not ignoring you. I will get to you... and your message is getting through, so please keep sending them. Even though I may not respond right away I really will like hearing what is going on with you! Send invites too, I still will pop up now and then, so keep me informed :)

Whew... that was nice and cathartic. Where's the tylenol?

Vacation ... everything I ever wanted

I am officially on vacation until Monday :) And I am a bit manic, I searched the closests for things I need for camping 20 minutes ago hehe. Though I am not in Pinecrest yet, I will be soon. For now, my apartment definitely looks like an upcoming trip:



So come on noise violations! But let's skip the vomitorium this year...

And yes, I will be bruised and happy on Monday!

~Stephie

P.S. Oh, and if any of you see the Simpson's movie without me this weekend, NO SPOILERS!!!!