"In vacant or in pensive mood..." I am: Bekah; 24; Law Student / Favorite Things: Carbs (so there!), Johnny Damon, Smiling at babies, Grilled cheese, Comfortable silence / Favorite Supreme Court Justice: Brennan / Favorite Wilson: Owen by an inch / Today's Special: Song: Elliott Smith, "Bled White"; Quote: "You know, there's like a butt-load of gangs at this school. This one gang kept wanting me to join because I'm pretty good with a bowstaff." Please love me: mmbekah@yahoo.com


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So Much for Having Learned Everything I Need to Know in Kindergarten

"Now Bekah, if everyone jumped off a bridge, would you do it too?"
"No way!"
"Very good. Now Bekah, if everyone did the law review write-on competition, would you do it too?"
"Um...no?"
"Ooh, I'm sorry, wrong answer. Now go join the flock of prestige-seeking posers and fight for the prize."
"I want my Mommy."

Advantage, Starbucks

The guy working the register yesterday told me I looked like Norah Jones. That makes 4 people, not including relatives, who have seen a resemblance. I'm not really a fan of her music (I think she's nice and everything, just not my style), but that doesn't mean I won't take a complement when I get one. And you can believe I will continue to go to Starbucks if they treat me like a celebrity. Oh yes, I will...

Update: Norah Jones is not, under any circumstances, to be confused with Star Jones, a woman with whom I'd venture to say I have little in common, personality-wise or otherwise. Other irrelevant Joneses include: Jenny, Jesus, Tom, Dow, Orlando, and Osmosis.

Move it or Lose It

Tomorrow's moving day, and I am more than ready to get out of this sad, sad empty place. There is nothing worse than living in a state of apartment limbo, surrounded by cardboard boxes and empty beige walls. Actually, come to think of it, being homeless is probably worse. I'll stop talking now.

posted by Bekah at 5:51 PM :: |