President-in-Training Speaks

Yea, And There Was Stuff Happening

2009-07-02T19:14:53Z

She lives and breathes! Since I last updated:

1) A new US president was elected. And the world rejoiced. <3

2) I survived one more year of law school, learning the difference between remainder and reverter, the vagaries of property division upon divorce in equitable distribution states, the endless requirements of the National Environmental Planning Act, and the origins of the "benefit of clergy" defense in 19th-century criminal prosecutions. Oh it was a blast. One more year to go!

3) In October, I bought a tiny female gerbil, who I named Chillona (means "squeaky," nicknamed Chichi). She turned out to be pregnant, so now I have both her and her daughter, the super-cute Milagros (means "miracles," nicknamed Mili). They keep me entertained, and are big fans of Froot Loops, squash seeds, and hiding behind the pillows on my bed.

4) I performed in two dance shows with Groove Dance Company. Yay Groove! I think I'm going to choreograph next season to "Little Weapon" by the fantastically awesome Lupe Fiasco. There's nothing like hip-hop-infused balletic modern dance performed to a song about child soldiers.

5) I went to Spain for the first time ever, with my very own Mama! It was a Christmas present for her. We stayed in Madrid for a week and made day trips to Toledo and El Escorial. Along the way, we took several pictures of Mama toasting beer-related statutes outside of bars. It is unclear why, though it might have had something to do with the clear air, sunny skies, and fairly generous amount of sangria that we consumed.

Full album of photographic proof of our claiming Spain for the glory of Spain is here.

6) My baby sister graduated from high school. WTF. But now she is bound for Mt. Holyoke College, which is only an hour and a half north of Yale! TOGETHER AGAIN! We are clearly an adorable team.

7) I am spending the summer working for a big schmancy law firm in New York City. Shockingly, I am totally enjoying both the city and the firm. Who knew? I live on the Upper West Side, work in Midtown East, have a fantastic office-window view of Central Park, and attend ballet classes with my friend Carrie at the Joffrey Ballet School. I am also within hijinks-range of people like priscellie and Adi. Are we going to attend the midnight showing of HP6 while wearing our respective House ties, ordered online specifically for this occasion? Better believe it.

8) In August, I will be going on the Best Vacation Ever with my best friend/other half of my brain, joyouschild. I'm kind of fond of her, even though she smells funny. We are attending spy school (!!!!!!!!!!!1111) and then off on the Great Southern Road Trip of Awesome, which will include kayaking and surfing on the Outer Banks, eating of peaches, and taking of random pictures. Among other things. Oh it will be amazing. EVERY TIME I THINK ABOUT IT MY HEAD EXPLODES.

9) AND, next year, my very first published work of fiction comes out! It's a short story in Ellen Datlow and Terri Windling's next anthology, The Beastly Bride. I am way excited, and plan to start writing again (I say this now. Ask me in four months if I have managed to work on anything. -_-).

And that is all! Life is pretty darn good.

Obama/Biden 4EVER

2008-08-24T02:36:58Z

Hi kids! Possibly you thought I had been eaten by wild lemurs, but not so! (Sorry, Tito, I know you were hoping for my untimely simian demise. Don't lie, I can see into your brain.)

Allow me to Tell the Tale of Ko:

So I lived in Argentina for the first five weeks of the summer, which was all kinds of crazy awesome. I did a legal exchange program called Linkages, which allowed me to travel to Argentina with two other Yalies and attend classes at UBA and the Universidad de Palermo, meet judges, attend events, talk to NGOs, and attend the SELA Latin American legal conference. I saw a FIFA World Cup qualifying match (Argentina-Ecuador at River Plate Stadium, 1-1), visited Colonia del Sacramento, Uruguay for a day, attended a play in the capital of Latin American theater, and spoke lots and lots of funnily accented Spanish. Y vos?

After going home to hang with the familia and BFF for the 4th of July, I moved to Washington, D.C., where I lived (technically, am still living, as I haven't moved out yet) in Arlington and worked for the Women's Leadership Forum at the Democratic National Committee.

And NOW...drumroll, please...I'm in Denver at the Democratic National Convention, and I bask in the rays of your jealousy. MUAHAHAH. Tomorrow I meet Michelle Obama and all of the Democratic women governors, Monday I work transportation for DNC Finance guests (read: uber-VIPs) at the hotel where Barack Obama is staying ("Good Morning, Senator! Can I give you a big hug?"), Tuesday I work the Women's Caucus and then a VIP-only performance of Chicago political comedy group Second City, Wednesday it's back to helping very rich people get where they need to go (geographically speaking), and Thursday it's Day Two of the Women's Caucus and then THE ACCEPTANCE SPEECH. YES. MUAH. OBAMA FOR THE WIN.

I will keep you posted. :D

P.S.: Biden. I approve. *thumbs up*

I LIIIIIIVE zombie gestures

2008-05-30T03:02:16Z

No seriously. I'm, like, alive.

I have conquered and pillaged 1L year at Yale Law (actually, jinx, my grades haven't been posted yet). Tomorrow I'm off to Argentina (BUENOS AIRES AIIIII) for a month. Following that, I'll be working for the DNC in Washington, DC for the rest of the summer, then heading back to YLS for my 2L year.

This school year, I have:

1) Played "Colors of the Wind" on my laptop at the end of a Civil Procedure class in which we discussed possible legal standing for trees;

2) Graffitied with my best friend as a form of Spooks viral marketing (SPPPOOOOOOKKKSSS) and taken down a stone dolphin (it was an enemy spy);

3) Appeared in court 9 times, prepared for a trial, learned how to enter business records into evidence as a hearsay exception ("And are these records kept in the regular course of business? And are you the custodian of these records? I am showing you what has been marked Plaintiff's Exhibit A...."), and worn way too many suits in the process;

4) Written the longest paper of my life (10,500 words, baby!), which I plan to publish in a law review;

5) Been sung at on multiple occasions by the Dean of Yale Law School;

6) Performed in a dance show that oversold every single performance;

7) Survived a New Haven winter;

8) Broken my own sleep-deficit record from college (two all-nighters in a five day stretch, oh yes);

9) Discovered (or been led to) Regina Spektor, Swell Season, Spooks, Battlestar Galactica, and Ethiopian food;

10) Finally become an official, confirmed Catholic (liberal feminist Catholic, no less!);

11) Taken 7 law classes in various subjects, and mostly enjoyed them;

12) Seen my presidential candidate kick some serious ass. SI SE PUEDE.

Not a bad year, say I.

How about you?

Nearly 1/6 of the way through law school.

2007-12-18T21:51:28Z

First and foremost, I survived my dance show. HURRAH! It was fantastic and wonderful and tiring and full of bruises, and best of all, priscellie took a brief hiatus from working in NYC 24/7 to attend (and to give me an awesome shirt, as Cellie is wont to do). Now I am t-4 days from going home for the holidays, and I can hardly wait. Meanwhile, I'm sitting in Torts and not paying attention because I haven't read for the class in two weeks. HOWEVER, I have not wasted this, my last week, as I have a) finished my show, b) had brunch with the Muffins (my law school small group), c) seen oral argument before the 2nd Circuit Court of Appeals in NYC (which gave me a boost of confidence, since not a single attorney escaped embarrassing him- or herself in some manner), d) finally gotten around to reading "Wyrd Sisters" by Terry Pratchett (my prayers are with him, Font of all Awesomeness), and e) victimized my friend Mark with the help of his girlfriend, which is always enjoyable for all involved except Mark. Now I just need to do laundry, pack, and go to two more days of classes. So close!

Lastly, here's my favorite picture (of me, anyway) from the Groove show:

Au revoir until New Mexico!

Call me Beluga

2007-11-18T21:21:19Z

So it has recently come to my attention that there are multitudes of people out there who don't know who Raffi is. THIS IS NOT OKAY. Yesterday, I found out via Facebook that Raffi is coming to Yale to speak at a Master's Tea sponsored by Yale for UNICEF. I nearly peed my pants. RAFFI! HERE!! AT YALE!!! Those who know me well know that I do not abuse punctuation lightly. Raffi, for you poor souls who did not worship at his feet for all of your childhood, is a children's musician, environmentalist, and founder of a philosophy called "Child Honouring." He was born in Egypt and emigrated to Canada, and he basically embodies all that is good and light and beautiful in this world. Perhaps this last bit is an exaggeration, but I highly doubt it.
I sang "Baby Beluga" every morning on the way to daycare from the time that I was old enough to sing (or pretend to), and my sisters were raised on "Bananaphone." Every time I saw a stuffed bear, I would think "Teddy Bear Hug! YAYY!" (often followed by singing and dancing). When I would play outside, I'd sing "Just Like the Sun" and "One Light, One Sun." I used to have a little red wagon, and whenever my mama would pull me and my stuffed rabbit Binkey around in it, I'd sing "Bumpin' Up and Down in my Little Red Wagon." When we went grocery shopping, I'd sing "Corner Grocery Store." When we visited the zoo, I'd sing "Joshua Giraffe" ("Stuck in a zooooo, with buffalo poooo").
In short, there is basically no limit on the impact that Raffi has had on my childhood, adolescence, and adulthood. I know that many other Beluga Grads feel the same. When Raffi comes to Yale in two weeks, I plan to take the concert program that he autographed for me when I was two going on three, and ask him if he'll sign and date it again--twenty years later. That's how much I love him.

So. Here is your mission: go listen to a Raffi song. Be happy. You won't be able to help this last part.

Baby Beluga in the deep blue sea,
Swim so wild and you swim so free.
Heaven above, and the sea below,
And a little white whale on the go.

Baby beluga, baby Beluga, is the water warm?
Is your mama home with you, so happy.

Way down yonder where the dolphins play,
Where they dive and splash all day,
The waves roll in and the waves roll out,
See the water squirting out of your spout.

Baby beluga, baby Beluga, sing your little song,
Sing for all your friends, we like to hear you.

When it's dark, you're home and fed,
Curl up snug in your water bed.
Moon is shining and the stars are out,
Good night, little whale, goodnight.

Baby beluga, baby Beluga, with tomorrow's sun,
Another day's begun, you'll soon be waking.

Baby Beluga in the deep blue sea,
Swim so wild and you swim so free.
Heaven above and the sea below,
And a little white whale on the go.
You're just a little white whale on the go.

I haff a brief

2007-11-12T15:12:39Z

No, that doesn't mean half a pair of underwear. It means a long-ass uber-formal legal argument made to a court as to why your client should win. And when is it due? TODAY. And did I finish it? SORT OF.

Oh law school. Anyway, now you know that I am alive and well, mostly.

However, I am still trying to decide whether I should apply for a joint degree MA in English Literature here at Yale. I would probably do something about women in law (law and lit), especially in literature (maybe novels?) with women in court/trials before women became anything more than property (e.g. when women were supposedly not allowed an independent role in the adversary system of law independent of their husbands).
Thoughts? Counsel me, flist.

In Which Ko Abuses the Exclamation Point

2007-10-20T01:30:48Z

Point the first: My mother is awesome beyond all awesomeness. She just got a crazy promotion and will now be overseeing grassroots political advocacy for the American Cancer Society in six Western states! She's going to be AMAZING at it, and it's not grant funded--stability! New concept! Felicidades, Mamita!

Point the second: FALL BREAK FALL BREAK AHAHAHAHA. So this law school thing. It's hard. And legal writing? Kind of takes forever and steals your soul. But Fall Break is here, and I am going to Philly (homecoming at Penn! Friends! Eeee!) and then to NYC (More friends! And possibly the Statue of Liberty!) and then New Hampshire (LEAVES! SEASONS! *brain shorts out*).

Goooood times. How have you all been?

This is the life

2007-10-04T04:38:31Z

Today, I found myself passionately denouncing a case in my Contracts reading, by yelling about it and pounding my fist on a table while discussing it with a fellow law student (yes, while in a public place) and scribbling angry notes in the margins of my casebook, such as "YES, OBVIOUSLY, YOU CRETIN" and "Terra JOINS THE DISSENT." Why was I so distraught, you ask? Because the court in said case awarded expectation damages based on diminution of value rather than cost of completion. I would like to point out that this is clearly absolute horse crap, and that the Peevyhouses (case: Peevyhouse v. Garland Coal & Mining Co.) OBVIOUSLY deserved the Court's enforcement of full performance. LET THERE BE NO DOUBT.

-_-

Tonight, I dined sumptuously on waffles with whipped cream. At 12:25AM. Shut up, I never ate dinner.

Law school is clearly the place for me.

Many things, arrrr.

2007-09-19T14:50:04Z

Quite a week, this one. Now that I've gathered my thoughts a bit, here's an update, in all of its part-sad-part-silly-part-piratical glory.

First and foremost, we suffered a tragedy here at Yale Law School last week. On Thursday night, my brilliant classmate (for Con Law, Torts, and Procedure) and fellow 1L Joey Hanzich died suddenly. On Friday, all classes were canceled, and we had a YLS community meeting. I've spent quite a bit of time gathered with friends and in church since then, and the shock waves are still palpable within the law school. Joey represented the best and brightest of our class--smart, sweet, levelheaded, personable, good-looking, ambitious, etc. etc. All of our collective thoughts and prayers are with Joey's family and close friends from his days at Harvard, Cambridge, and now here at Yale. He will be missed something awful.

Second, I'm in a Yale dance company called Groove (auditioned successfully last Sunday), and I'm somewhat ambivalent about it. But short version, I'm glad that I'm dancing, I'm choreographing (a pointe piece! To an OperaBabes version of Tchaikovsky's Arabian Dance from The Nutcracker! yay!), and Groove is made up of many very cool people. We'll see how this goes, but I choose to be optimistic.

Third, I love New Mexico and its resourceful use of sheep. Can I go home now?

Fourth, Happy International Talk Like a Pirate Day, which we Albuquerqueans like to celebrate by rampantly photoshopping pictures of our Mayor and his dog. (Speaking of which, I also love Duke City Fix, because it is awesome).

And now, back to actually paying attention to my professor...me? Updating my LJ while sitting in Contracts? I've no idea what you're talking about.

Philosopher, writer, woman of God

2007-09-08T01:25:31Z

"You have to write whichever book it is that wants to be written. And then, if it's going to be too difficult for grown-ups, you write it for children."

--Madeleine L'Engle

Dear Madeleine:

You were and are the reason for my belief that children's literature is an eternal, incredible genre that, at least to my mind, can be so much richer and deeper and funnier and sadder and more complex than any adult fiction out there. I can't think of any writer who so brilliantly illustrated principles of science, humanity, and God for me--all at the same time and starting when I was ten.

Thank you for everything.

<3 Me

Crazy beautiful.

2007-09-07T20:54:12Z

At around 11:45 this morning (while I was ostensibly taking notes in a "Law and Economics" lecture), I sent out an email to the entire Yale Law community on what we call "The Wall," a digital version of a physical wall within the law school that has traditionally been used for notices, debate, questions, concerns, and dialogue within the YLS community. The email contained a letter which I also posted here in my LJ a few days ago, asking for donations to Team Larisa, my family's Walk to Cure Diabetes team (named in honor of my little sister Larisa, a.k.a. Riri). Within an hour and a half, five people had donated, more than doubling the total amount that my family had raised thus far. Of those five, three were law students whom I had never even met (and who were not members of my class), one was a friend and classmate, and one was someone who I had talked to once for maybe five minutes during orientation.

This is some kind of place to be.

Ko, Esq.

2007-09-06T00:43:14Z

From Judge Kozinski's opinion (edited) for the 9th Circuit court in Mattel v. RCA (296 F.3D 894 [9th Cir. 2002]), in which Mattel (makers of Barbie) sued RCA for producing Danish band Aqua's song "Barbie Girl":

"After Mattel filed suit, Mattel and MCA employees traded barbs in the press. When an MCA spokeswoman noted that each album included a disclaimer saying that Barbie Girl was a "social commentary [that was] not created or approved by the makers of the doll," a Mattel representative responded by saying, "That's unacceptable. ...It's akin to a bank robber handing a note of apology to a teller during a heist. [It ] neither diminishes the severity of the crime, nor does it make it legal." He later characterized the song as a "theft" of "another company's property."

MCA filed a counterclaim for defamation based on the Mattel representative's use of the words "bank robber," "heist," "crime" and "theft." But all of these are variants of the invective most often hurled at accused infringers, namely "piracy." No one hearing this accusation understands intellectual property owners to be saying that infringers are nautical cutthroats with eyepatches and peg legs who board galleons to plunder cargo. In context, all these terms [**33] are nonactionable "rhetorical hyperbole," Gilbrook v. City of Westminster, 177 F.3d 839, 863 (9th Cir. 1999). The parties are advised to chill."

This profession is AWESOME.

SKOOL

2007-08-30T21:49:53Z

I have a class schedule! I have assignments! I have a Civil Procedure textbook.

THIS IS SO COOL.

Also, I have already met one law professor who I would cheerfully allow to adopt me. <3! I plan to stalk her extensively (by which I mean, take her clinic on representing children next semester).

Don't question the humor.

2007-08-28T21:37:25Z

I have no idea why this is making me laugh so hard (in that unattractive snorking way that one laughs when one is both highly amused and suffering from a serious head cold), but it is.
Go figure.

Also, this one kind of restores my faith in humanity. I don't know why. It just does. Srsly.

If you haven't seen the video: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wKsoXHYICqU

2007-08-27T03:13:20Z

http://www.cafepress.com/barelypolitical

Right now, at this very moment, one can buy a thong which reads "I Got a Crush on Obama," with a picture of the Senator's smiling face beneath it.

No one can tell ME that this is not a great country.

HAR

2007-08-23T16:03:53Z

Stolen from Bill's post in today's Daily Kos:

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It's been 15 years since Jack Handey came out with his first book of Deep Thoughts. Re-reading it over the weekend I couldn’t help but think of current events. For instance...

Young Republican chickenhawks: If you define cowardice as running away at the first sign of danger, screaming and tripping and begging for mercy, then yes, Mister Brave Man, I guess I am a coward.
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Neocon wet dreams: I hope in the future Americans are thought of as warlike, vicious people, because I bet a lot of high schools would pick "Americans" as their mascot.
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Conservative evangelicalism: If a kid asks where rain comes from, I think a cute thing to tell him is "God is crying." And if he asks why God is crying another cute thing to tell him is "Probably because of something you did."
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The environment: If trees could scream, would we be so cavalier about cutting them down? We might, if they screamed all the time, for no good reason.
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The future of civilization: I hope if dogs ever take over the world, and they choose a king, they don't just go by size, because I bet there are some Chihuahuas with some good ideas.
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A man ahead of his time.

***

BRILLIANCE. And now, off to Philadelphia for partying and general celebration of Deep's birthday! Happy 21st, Deep! Took you long enough.

My MOM won't even answer her phone so I can whine at someone. Why is there no "aggrieved" mood icon?

2007-08-22T01:50:00Z

Mmmm, 'stoy llena de frijoles. *pats belly*

So today, it rained. And then it rained some more. And then it continued to rain, at which point I tried to find things to break, only to realize that, alas! I had bought nothing but plastic dishes, except for my four mugs, which are for tea and therefore sacrosanct. So no out from boredom was to be had in breaking breakable things. Instead, I turned to studying for the GRE. Shall I sing a song of my hatred for algebra? No? Just a short ditty, with many bad words? Still no? Fine. Suffice to say, algebra can bite me, and I hope it breaks a tooth in the process. Small ray of (figurative) sunshine: I've still got it in the geometry department. *boogie* NOW I just have to haul my butt over to the verbal section and get over my tendency to re-write reading comp passages in my head (some of them are SO badly written, they make my inner English major break down and weep) and then answering the questions based on my revised version (good editing, bad test-taking). Also, I think I'll start using words like "panegyric" and "abstemious" in everyday conversation, since apparently this is a sign of high intellectual sophistication in the GRE's estimation (and here I though graduating from college with numerous diverse classes under my belt and being a good reader and writer would suffice as the measure of all that! Ha ha! Clearly, I am a doofus). Back to the math section: so far, I suck at quantitative comparisons and algebra in general and I'm good at geometry, symbolism, word problems, and data interpretation. Somewhere in the vicinity of a 700 on the math section, O Gods of the GRE, that's all I'm asking! O please!

And here I thought I was done with the SAT and all its ilk after I left high school.

OK, less bitching about the rain/GRE/durability of my flatware, more reading Dave Barry.

Hasta, chicos.

Livin' La Vida New Haven, thasright

2007-08-17T02:18:48Z

I'm here, I'm moved in, I'm eating soup and drinking strawberry tea. The grocery store's tea selection is a TRAVESTY and the climate is sticky, but other than that, life is good.

20 hours and counting...

2007-08-13T19:43:31Z

So here I am, on my last day in New Mexico 'til Christmas time. Mama and Ernest just got back from their vacation in Tucson, and my loot includes:

1) a Virgen María medal from the San Xavier del Bac mission (one of my favorite places, with spiritual/personal significance to me), and
2) an Old West style photo of Mama and Ernest--she's wearing a froofy dress (she looks like a giant cake) complete with stupid hat, and Ernest looks like an aging, Mexican Wyatt Earp. It's their going-away present. I think we can all agree that my (in Ernest's case, step-)parents are pretty awesome.

When I drove my sister Anika to school this morning, there was a chile-roasting stand right by one of the stoplights. I inhaled a ridiculous amount of roasted green chile smell, and briefly reconsidered my decision to head back East. Mmmm, green chile. <3

Will post update/apartment pictures once I get settled in New Haven. Peace, bitches.

It ain't over til it's over

2007-08-09T16:08:15Z

For those nerds who do not have Facebook, here be some pictures of me, Qai, and the hermanitas in our HP7 midnight release costumes.

Larisa as Moaning Myrtle (the badge sasys "Hi, my name is Myrtle! Ask me about the sewer system."):

Gemma as Umbridge:

Anika as Tonks:

Qai and I as Fred and George (I was Fred, she was George, though you can't see the big F and G on our sweaters in duct tape. The orange hairspray clearly worked better on her lighter hair than on mine. Her badge says "I blame Fred for my accident" and mine says "I enjoy my change from POLYJUICE PASTILLES." Darn gender-switching candy. Terrible):

This one has absolutely nothing to do with Harry Potter, but it's my favorite photo that I've taken this summer (Riri, floating in our pool while reading Nancy Drew):

Huzzah. Back to work.

GOOOOOOOOOOOOOLLLLLL

2007-08-09T15:22:10Z

So priscellie has just reminded me that Terry Pratchett's newest book, Making Money, is about to come out, which is cause for much celebration and chicken dances (TERRY PRATCHET = LOVE).
HOWEVER. Much as I, like most people, love me some Moist von Lipwig and am looking forward to his latest disasters/triumphs, when I last saw the Terry man (two years ago? Cellie? When was that, the thing at Borders?), he swore he was going to write a book parodying football (soccer. whatever. Stupid Americans). I have not yet seen this book. Where is it? Come on, Terry! Chop chop! Let's go!
I recognize that, as a soccer fan, I'm in the minority in the US, and passionately proclaiming that THAT GOAL IN THAT GAME WAS TOTALLY OFFSIDES DAMMIT GAH *STOMPSTOMPSTOMP* QUE ES ESO, EH? DIME! will earn me lots and lots of weird looks, but STILL. You'd think you could count on a Brit to deliver the football humor goods!

*huff*

Dear New Mexico: I love you. <3, Terra

2007-08-07T18:24:26Z

Things that I will miss like woah about New Mexico:

- the huge wide open deep-blue sky (cue Dixie Chicks music)

- driving up I-25 toward Santa Fe and seeing all of the SPACE

- the sunsets

- the way the desert smells right after it rains (hint: not like mould, unlike some places I could name)

- the George-Lopez-esque Chicano accents, ese

- little squat adobe houses on every street

- everyone in politics, law, or basically any other particular field knowing everyone else

- joyouschild.

- la familia

- free haircuts (Thanks, Ernest)

- Mass in a jumble of Spanish and English

- GREEN CHILE

- sopapillas

- the Sandia mountains, especially just as the sun is going down

- Isotopes baseball

- the Hayden School of Ballet

;_;

BUT HURRAH FOR YALE LAW SCHOOL! One week to go! Dancing, also merriment! Time for lunch.

CONFUSION. RIGHT HERE. waves arms in air

2007-08-03T17:56:00Z

Will someone PLEASE explain to me what the hell is going on with LJ that is making so many people jump ship? I know there have been ToS issues with LJ banning certain content, and I understand people being pissed about that to a point, BUT-- and maybe this is the future lawyer in me talking--constitutional law is constitutional law, and if the Supreme Court says you can't display a certain kind of content online, suck it up. LJ didn't make the ruling, though they should certainly explain their rationale. They may not always get it right, but these legal standards are not crystal clear, and are difficult to interpret under the best of circumstances. Cut them some slack.
I'm assuming that something must be going on other than LJ not allowing any sort of stuff that could be construed as child porn (which is, in fact, not protected online by the First Amendment; whether or not that's a fair or correct decision, it's still the law according to the highest judicial authority in this country). Would someone please explain this to me? I'm all for freedom of speech and certainly for artistic expression, but please don't tell me that people are ditching LJ simply because they're following the law. WHAT IS GOING ON?? I'm missing something here.

O_O

2007-07-27T21:59:07Z

It just suddenly hit me that I'm moving to Connecticut in two and a half weeks and starting my three years of law school (four if I end up doing my Ph.D. as well), and I'm going to start out as an adult in a whole new phase of my life with an apartment and furniture to buy and bills to pay and friends to visit and casebooks to read and OMG.

LAW SCHOOL. EEE.

Deep MD, Baby Eater.

2007-07-26T20:04:00Z

I think we can file this under "reasons why we are friends."

Gmail Chat:

me: I like BK cini minis
mmm
airport breakfast
Deepshikha: cinammon something?
me: tiny cinnamon rolls
bite-size ish
you get like 4 of them
they're so cuuuute!
man, now I'm hungry.
Deepshikha: aww
me: Thanks a LOT, Deep.
Deepshikha: it's like eating babies, so cute
me: o_O
O_o
Deepshikha: erm
i didn't...mean....that....?
no no, i did
me: O_O
Deepshikha: this is why i want to work with children
me: um.
to eat them?
that's...that's illegal
Not that I am judging!
Deepshikha: but they're so cute
how can you resist?
me: um
I hug them?
Deepshikha: weak.
...
Deepshikha: wow skydiving is almost $200
that sucks
me: aaand we're off
with our two-minute attention spans
LOOK, a bird!
Deepshikha: where? in your office?!?