Wednesday, August 27, 2008
When your friends call and write and ask, sweetly, if all is well, that’s a sign that you’ve been gone too long. When the people who have been where you’ve been, and know what sort of enormous change has been wrought upon your life, write and ask, sweetly, if you plan on sharing the details of that enormous change any time soon, that’s an even greater sign. But when the comment spammers show up and post gibberish seven times a day, well, that’s when you know you have to send up a flare. 
Dear friends, all is well, really well. I have landed safely at law school, where I’ve been a brand new 1L for seven days, dancing with the usual suspects of a first-year law curriculum: Criminal Law, Contracts, Torts, Pleading & Civil Procedure, and the timorous beastie known as Legal Analysis, Research and Writing. I have made some friends, many of whom were in middle school when Lloyd and I got married, but they don’t hold that against me. 
I won’t lie about the workload: it’s been confounding, and I’m still trying to figure out the best way to manage it. It seems that I either read too quickly, and thus miss a lot of nuance, or I read too slowly and overparse when I could be getting a lot more done. Fortunately I have a study group, and once we get together, I’m sure we’ll all have a lot to learn from each other.
On a happier, or at least more familiar note, our month of living in hotels is almost over. Tonight we take a walk-through of our new apartment and receive the keys from our landlord; over the next couple of days we will bring carloads of stuff from our storage space—oh, wait, did I mention that we have a car now?—and on Friday we will check out of our scary hotel, and, after my last class, we will get the bed out of storage and move in for real. Our new sofa and our cable/internet hookup arrive on Wednesday. Between that, the unpacking of the kitchen utensils and the arrival of my orders from King Arthur and Penzey’s, we’ll *really* get something done around here.
Thank you, dear friends, for being so patient and kind at a time when I’ve been so spacy and disconnected. It’s not been an easy process, but overall, it’s been a very, very good one.
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Congrats on landing on both feet! When you get a little more settled, feel free to email me for places to eat there - I lived in Redwood Shores for 5ish years. I know you have local friends, but another set of ideas is always good. Enjoy a Bay Area fall, they are usually lovely.
Welcome to the palm trees! I’m going to NYC and then Eureka Springs (to teach a pie workshop!) for a few weeks, but come October, I’m dragging you up here for a walking tour!
Exciting news that King Arthur’s products will be wending their way to your very own new address. I wonder what kind of baked goodies will support you in your studies? I have a feeling that your new study group will be delighted with ALL of your contributions . . . and no doubt you will learn about all kinds of new music from them.
Good luck and kisses.
There really is something wrong with the light in that place. Looks like a freakin’ postcard you live in.
I’m delighted to see your post, m’dear. Can’t wait for more details, although I know you’re stretched pretty thin these days, so I’ll just wait as patiently as possible.
You seem to connect with us whipper-snappers just fine. You’re only as old as those you ogle.
Classes sound fascinating, really.
Is having the bed the sign of being moved in? We haven’t gotten that far, but Ikea is in the works as soon as my first paycheck comes through. Fie on pay being withheld for a month and a half after I start!
You will soon see, as I did, that in law school, it is actually a great advantage to be an “older student.” Truly. Especially when you have, as you do (and I then did), a lovely spouse to ground you.
I think it has something to do with a sense of proportion...and an appreciation for school greatly enhanced by intervening years of less than entirely gratifying work.It’s gonna be great.I promise.
Congratulations on moving to CA! We’re doing the exact opposite move in a few weeks--wish us luck. In the meantime, if you need any silicon valley recommendations, just yell!
In case anyone was worried, I am happy to report that as of 9/22/2008, if text-message records can be believed, Generalissima Bakerina is still not dead.
Despite what her blogbandonment would seem to tell us, on 10/3/2008 Generalissima Bakerina is still not dead.
The Dow has collapsed. The Dow has recovered a bit. Obama is up in the polls.
In other news Generalissima Bakerina is still not dead.
(10/14/2008 - midterm break and still no new post. This law school stuff must be kind of challenging!)
Hah, I poked her and can now offer proof positive that she lives:
Oh for the love of Mike. I’m trying! I’m really trying! It’s just that there’s so...much...reading...and oh, hell, forgot about the LARAW memo revision...but really, I have to put something new up. Every time someone makes a joke about my not blogging anymore, I feel like pieces of me are being avulsed from my own body.
Also, I am not now, nor have I ever been, a fascist ruler of a sunny European nation.
Before anyone beats me up on Bake’s behalf, I should add that my response to this was:
We tease because we love you.
Seriously, L1 is a wee bit tough and something’s gotta give. That it’s blogging and not knitting or cooking/baking or your relationship with your spouse pleases me very much.
P.S. Captcha word: closed (couldn’t make this up if I tried!)
Trouble with flatmate using my kitchen utensils!? i come home i throw it on the couch but today after coming home from hanging out i have no idea where i put it. i checked all couches the kitchen bathroom livingroom. everywhere i was when i came home.
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will santa be dead when the world ends,or not.my little sister is saying that santa is dead but I’m getting cofused if santa is dead or not and I told my mom can you get me my xbox but if that xbox is not under that tree I know that you got to be dead.But why do you have to get people just one present because are parents will be poor and we won’t have money to get food or nothing and you know if I’m a kid you know that I’m not ready.
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Congrats on landing on both feet! When you get a little more settled, feel free to email me for places to eat there - I lived in Redwood Shores for 5ish years. I know you have local friends, but another set of ideas is always good. Enjoy a Bay Area fall, they are usually lovely.