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Employable? What world is this?! [Feb. 19th, 2009|02:52 pm]
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[Current Mood |excitedexcited]


First of all, a giant THANK YOU! to all of my sweetest homies who gave me a shout out when I was all nervous a couple of weeks ago when I had my job interview. It helped incredibly, just gave me a tremendous boost, and my interview went pretty well.

So well, in fact, that I just got a call from the interviewer (at National Advocates for Pregnant Women)... and they offered me the summer internship I wanted!!! WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! I am so freakin excited & relieved that my job hunt took 5 seconds (compared to some other scary experiences I have heard about) and landed me a feminist jam. They only had 3 positions to fill, too! I must ROCK!!

I am so relieved. I have a trial advocacy competition ("Law & Order"-esque argumentation & wild gesticulation before a jury) starting tomorrow & running thru the weekend. I have to set my alarm for 6am on Saturday & Sunday. NO SLEEP, and the competition runs all day. THEN my Enviro Law Review has a symposium on Monday, another all-day torture-fest that also wakes me up at 6am. And all of these circus feats must be accomplished in a business suit. How in the hell do I have time to study for, oh, my LAW CLASSES, you may ask? And on top of that, how in the hell would I have time to apply for other summer jobs by next week? HAHAHAHAHAHAHA THERE IS NO FUCKING TIME!! Thus, getting a job offer is a massive fucking saving grace that takes infinite stress off my back.

It came just at the right time, too. It is weird that I am halfway thru school, and I am STILL battling with my intense urges to drop out. I mean, this farce REALLY SUCKS. Yesterday when I walked into my school building, I had to use all of my effort to hold back a deluge of tears. I hate my life so much that even in my dreams I say to my friends, "My life is a ruse, please end it." WOW. I can't even escape the feeling when I go to sleep. Harsh. I have so much weighing on me & such a tight schedule that every little bit of stress relief makes a world of difference.

Thank you so much to all of my wonderful friends for your friendship & support. Thank you for your comments. Thank you for posting things like "Alvin & the Chipmunks cover Eye of the Tiger." Thank you, thank you, thank you for being YOU. Life is almost never easy, and it takes a lot of will power to make it in this cruel world. I couldn't do it without you and your love.

Thank you!
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Election Day [Nov. 4th, 2008|10:57 pm]
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Another year, another beer [Aug. 19th, 2008|04:25 pm]
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[Current Mood |amusedROCK!]

That's right, it's 4:30 in the afternoon, and I am having a goddamn beer. I deserve it, and no one can take it away from me, not even the International Court of Justice. Bitches. MMM, gimme gimme gimme, before another year of school saps my strength!

I visited GA a few weeks ago, and it was right splendid. Got a week at the beach, some absurd family drama in between, and 4-5 days in Athens. Colin & I drove down (well, Colin drove, I sat there), about 13 hours. We stopped in VA for a night, near the Battle of Bull Run. I remember when we finally got to the beach house, everyone was all pumped and waiting for us. It was weird - usually I am making the rounds, pumping everyone up and complaining that I'm bored. But they were all super ready to party, and party we did.

Then, a week later when we were driving into Athens, I couldn't believe how excited I was to be in my old stomping grounds. I rejoiced at seeing every broke-down landmark on the way into town. During my stay, I drank booze till I couldn't handle it anymore. At my party on Friday night, I got to see almost everyone I love, and we had such an incredible time that I am glad everyone had a full weekend to recover. Germaine broke her toe, she was even more sloshed than I, and I was so sloshed I couldn't hold my camera steady to take pictures at the end. I am lucky not to have broken something too, probably. Bex was also hella wasted, & by god, she deserved it for making me a damn cake earlier in the week. The triumvirate was in rare form. ;) One of my best memories from the party is cackling along while Stormy cackled. That shit should have been recorded and blasted into every grumpy ear on the planet! Hot party jams, fo shizz. Thank you to everyone who made it out - you made a glorious event possible.

I didn't get to see everyone I love, tho, so I will have to go back soon!!

Since I came home, I've been working on finals before classes start on Monday. It's been horrid. I want to barf in a hat and put it on my head. That's how I feel. *More beer*

However, I have been inebriating excessively. Law school sucks the enjoyment out of everything I study, because I don't get to study interesting concepts, just the boring-ass, man's-world enforcement mechanisms that give stodgy, old form to everything dynamic and interesting. I was a fucking fool to go to law school, there is no denying it, only embracing it at this point. I am just so amazed that the subject matter I studied at UGA is completely cold, dead, and uninteresting when I study it at Fordham. Fuck this Jesuit place. Fuck it in a priest's cunt.

Like my gender play, there? I figure if I ascribe a cunt to everything worth degrading, as a result everything will be degraded and thus women will finally be equal! I am a genius, goddammit. Gimme your alms.

I am going to make some double chocolate chip cookies, I think. I made rice krispies treats 2 days ago, and I am on a junk food fix! I'm a vegetarian (plus fish), so my indulgences can't be too bad. That's what I tell myself, anyway! *More beer*

I love you all! Keep on usin' prophylactics, lest ye become too boring and busy to play with me next year when I come stumblin into town. No babies allowed when ah BURN DOWN DA HOUSE! I've seen preggo ladies everywhere I go, so I can only assume there's a global conspiracy against ROCK. Don't let 'em take you alive (but dead is OK)!! See ya soon.
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SO LONG, SUCKAS! [Jul. 18th, 2008|04:09 pm]
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[Current Mood |enragedenraged]

ATTN Single men/babydaddies of Bed-Stuy:

I wear my obnoxiously-big sunglasses because I don't want to talk to you. All you wanna do is mack. It is hot as hell outside, and I don't want to stand there sweating while you perfect your "we can just be friends, why can't we hang out" sales pitch. I AM LIVING WITH SOMEONE. Man or woman, it does not matter. THERE IS A LOCK ON MY COOCHIE, and YOU do not have access.

I don't like it when you have to holla every time I walk a few blocks to pick up milk, TP, dry cleaning, or booze. I grew weary of your kissy-kiss noises the first time I heard them. Also not interested in "Ey, girl -- EY! EEEEEY!" or your ability to string together a sentence that both informs me that I am sexy and reminds me of what color shirt I am wearing.


And for the LOVE OF GOD, if you want someone respectable's phone number, PULL UP YOUR GODFORSAKEN PANTS. If you can't put on a pair of pants, I might as well cheat on my boyfriend with a pre-schooler.


Colin & I are moving to Astoria this weekend, & there are definitely things I will miss about my neighborhood. There are also things I won't miss that I am subjected to every day that I walk outside. First I thought it was sexual harassment. Then I thought it was a flattering cultural difference. Now it is just stupid, stupid and annoying and objectifying. I am tired of feeling like I have to stay in my burning box of an apartment just to avoid being hassled by some horn dog(s) who just won't quit. I am tired of feeling like I can't go to the liquor store without Colin. I am tired of having to dry-clean my suits, because that means I have to go down "the other side" of the block, which is infested with very vocal scrubs.


I know I might as well just scream this into the void because I am a girl and this treatment is never going to end. I hope that in Astoria, at least, I can walk down the street without having to be reminded of it.

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1 in 100 Americans are prisoners [Mar. 1st, 2008|11:33 pm]
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[Current Mood |thoughtfulsriously u guyz]


Come on, guys. We've got to stop busting the bored and the cancerous. I thought this country was into freedom.
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The Onion calls it "Februarian" [Feb. 22nd, 2008|01:22 pm]
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I woke up this morning, and everything was covered in snow. And it kept snowing!! It snowed at least 6 inches. More snow that I have ever seen. I went outside and took lots of pictures. My toes are burning! SNOOOOOW!!
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Hollaaaaa [Jul. 23rd, 2007|08:18 pm]
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[Current Mood |enthralledoverwhelmed]

I have been dreadfully remiss in expressing my appreciation and love for everyone who came to wish Colin & I farewell weeks ago.

For those who weren't there, Germaine threw us a surprise going away party, and I cried quite a lot. I couldn't believe they were there just for me, no special occasion. I wanted to tell the roomful of people, individually, how much it meant to have nearly everyone I love all in the same place, loving me. I didn't feel worthy of all that love from all those incredible people... I am just me, after all, no great planetary force, just Nora Wilson, wandering around this big rock & doing my thang. I never thought I could feel so loved, and I didn't know what to do with it all. So many people traveled MILES to wish me well and make my life better by leaps and bounds that night. And they brought SO MUCH ALCOHOL!! Good goddamn, you know I take that to heart in a special way. Life has never felt more real and more surreal at the same time.

Thank you, Germaine, my heart's great match.

Thank you, Heather and Andrew, for cooking me a DELICIOUS dinner and getting me out of the house while everyone else was swarming around the hive preparing for the party. I never even suspected!

Thank you, Kerry and Justin, for the magnificent banner a la Arrested Development ("You're KILLIN Us, Nora & Colin"), the thoughtful, hilarious card and incredibly generous gift, and most of all your constant support & advice.

Thank you, Rebecca, for FUCKING REPRESENTING MERE DAAAAYS AFTER YOUR INTENSE SURGERY (the trinity of glory was in attendance, bitches) and Dave for your care.

Thank you, Stormy and Jim (and Chris! and Russ!), for braving the dangerous highways just to shower me with love and compliments for HOURS, and then leaving me with pictures of all the people I love best... I have the one you sent smiling down from a very prominent place in this home, and I'm sure it will occupy the same position in my next home. Stormy, your letter meant the world to me, and don't worry about getting all misty, because you know I did the exact same. ;)

Thank you, Gregory and Christina, for taking that time off to show your solidarity and bless me with your Moodler. I have no choice in family, but I do in friendship, and I have to say that my life is much better with you two in it. Even you, Gregory.

Thank you, Mathew C. Braun, for your continued friendship all this long while, and your characteristic scorpio scheming on behalf of my celebration. I do miss you and painfully regret the fact of our estrangement.

And thank you to so very many others... I cry even as I type this because you all have touched me so deeply with your incredible show of kindness. It was truly amazing to have a houseful of our old crew, Germaine, Heather, Andrew, Justin, Travis, Rachel, John, Rebecca, Eddy, & T, shining just like we used to. And of course, the oldest crew of all, Stormy (now) Piazza & David (always has been) Nayyar from my wild and wacky days as an Augusta scrub.

You mean the world to me, old friends and new, and there is nothing like you in the world. I hope we never forget each other, even when the alzheimer's takes us.

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In my struggles to be free [Apr. 18th, 2007|04:28 pm]
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[Current Mood |enthralledenthralled]

Well, life is pretty boring here in Whoville. The daily grind is quickly being replaced by the daily grind-your-mind-into-sand trying to come up with multiple final paper topics. But soon I graduate!! Sweet little baby Jesus Christ, it's only been 6 YEARS in the making! The wonders and horrors of NYC inch closer every second. I am gonna be so FLY in a coupla years, it'll be undeniable, you'll hafta wear shades to see me. Cool is just something you're born with... until you live in New York, New York, then it's staple-gunned to your forehead. How sweet it is!

Tis the season for law schools to crush a thousand dreams via the US Mail, as well, and in the past couple of days I've really been off to a crazy start. Everyone else I know has been accepted/rejected, and I was really beginning to think that my applications were so unremarkable as to have been confused with the admissions councils' grocery lists. ("Must have left it in my car, you know, shit has a way of disappearing beneath those hundreds of Burger King wrappers that I could use to construct a tent for my corpulent ass.") It was getting desperate!

Then NYU sent me a letter. I knew it was a rejection letter just by the size of it, and sure enough, they had put me on torturous hold right before Christmas only to cut my legs out from under me several months later. Ah well, they didn't really impress me anyway. In fact, I will go so far as to say they suck, even if I transfer there later for their cheap housing (cheeeeeeeeeap). It didn't get me down, though, I wasn't counting on them actually seeing the glory that could be theirs. There are CLEARLY other, more deserving schools. =)

Today I checked the mail again. Uh-oh, a similarly sized letter from Columbia University. Geez, guys, all at once? Well, at least it's out of the way quickly... and they seemed to have used high quality paper to send me notice of my abysmal failure. So, I ripped into it with the speed one would use to remove a bandaid. Columbia's a better school than NYU, and I'd been waiting for this rejection practically since I'd sent the application off (but how could I resist the #4 law school in the country?).

But they've put me on the "Reserve" list!!! Of course that just means more waiting, boys and girls, for those ingrates who have been accepted to say, "eh... naaah" to matriculation at Columbia so that the admissions folks can once again plod through the Reserve group and make some final decisions. And I am probably at the bottom of the Reserve group, which is probably substantial and will probably only contribute a handful of people to the actual entering class of 2007. So I am not deluding myself; I fully expect to receive my rejection from them eventually, but I will do so with a Grade-A Snoopy dance in my heart.

I, Nora Ellen Wilson of Disgusta, GA, have truly worked. my. hardest. for all these years, and someone, not just anyone, the NUMBER 4 LAW SCHOOL IN THE GREATEST COUNTRY ON EARTH, has for one small, glimmering second seen and appreciated me for what I am and what I have the power to become.

It blows me away. It's truly a moment to stop, rest, and take a look around at the beautiful world from the top of this mountain I've built for myself. I couldn't have done it alone, I couldn't have done it without my loved ones, especially those who refused to "CUT ME!" when I was in for an all-night research paper or cram session so many times. It's just a sweet, sweet moment, like homemade ice cream or an extra-juicy bite of peach. Except it's been mounting for so long, it's hard to even feel the whole of it appropriately.

I hope everyone has as great a moment as me today. =) As always, thanks for listening.
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Bored at work, care to join? [Apr. 12th, 2007|01:07 pm]
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Finally upper-class [Apr. 10th, 2007|02:09 pm]
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[Current Mood |boredbored]

My Peculiar Aristocratic Title is:
Duchess Nora the Disheveled of Tempting St Mary
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