Saturday, April 11, 2009

Give me summer, I demand it. NOW!!!!

Huh.

Huh.

I don't know exactly how to start this one. It's kind of like having a crisis of self, but not caring enough to really dig deep and figure it out because it's not that bad, but also knowing that something hit a chord that didn't feel right. I don't know how to explain it, but I'll try to put thoughts down.

Oh, and there'll be a rant at the end. yeah.

So Friday we went to the Tam again for drinks. The weird guy that was there before spring break was there again, just as weird. I had a couple vodka:vodka:cranberries (I had vodka in there twice because the bartender makes them really strong. But after the first one you don't taste the vodka anymore. Lucky me.) and was fine, thanks for asking. Went to Con Law, I think. Yeah. Pretty sure.
But after class I was typing up my notes from the last 3 weeks, and L came in to check in for a break. But as she was leaving she said, "We are shadows of our former selves. We should be drunk right now." And of course I laughed and agreed.
But I got to thinking. Yes, I do like to have the alcohol, and every once in a while I do go overboard, but in general, I feel like I'm reverting to my old self, my introverted, freshman self. Maybe it's good, because that means I don't have the crappy feeling the morning after so it doesn't interrupt my studying, if studying is what I'm doing. But at the same time, I feel like I've come so much further than that. I like who I was last summer, and I want to maintain that. Maybe I just need to get back to Ames.

And that's only like 40 days away! Woohoo!!! Which means finals and such are much closer than I would like to think.
But I'm gearing up. I took a lot of this week off, but I did get some criminal law outlining done. But I took Thursday afternoon off, went shopping and down to Long Wharf. Sigh. The last time I was there, things were much different, both with people and the way I was feeling about Boston. Things change, it just takes time to realize how much they do change.
Then I went to Demetri Martin that night. He is ***gorgeous***. I would have his babies in a second. His hair (yes, I'm a hair girl) is perfect for me, and he's hilarious and can play the piano and guitar... me perfect man. He went to law school too... like me! I'm off to Bo Burnham tonight, looking forward to it, but I'm putting off leaving because it's raining hobos and tramps again.

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So for the rant. This one pisses me off so much I've even decided to include a diagram. This is a section of the subway to and from school, between a set of doors. It goes: 2 seats, pole, 3 seats, pole, 3 seats, pole, 2 seats. So it would seem like second nature to pick the seats next to the pole to allow a second person to easily sit in the same section, thus allowing more people to ride seated during non-peak hours without majorly intruding into their personal space. Not the case. Some douchebags choose to ride like the guy on the left, as such:



The proper way to situate yourself is like the two loverly people on the right.

I find myself doing a poll in my head, and upwards of 95% of people who do this are either younger/middle-aged guys or foreign. And the guys ALWAYS, ALWAYS splay their legs so wide so it would be impossible to sit next to them without asking them to move their legs. Yes, I know you think you're the man, but what you're doing makes you look like an asshole, and I bet that's why you never get passed second base, I can only assume you have to spread them that wide because you have some horrible STD that requires you to allow your tiny dick and balls access to air at all times, I hope it's syphilis, and I'm sure your mother never loved you as a child. Or now. There is a special circle of hell reserved for people like you.

Thursday, April 9, 2009

Just because I kiss the prettiest boys and I drive Monty too fast...

Why does everybody want to kick my ass?
Yes, yes I did in fact just ad lib to Big and Rich.

I cannot wait for the day when I can legitimately RT this post: It's Monday. A day where I probably won't leave my house.

I'm slightly confused. This entire week was supposed to be rain, rain, rain. But it's been pretty gorgeous most days. Except for Monday. It was raining hobos and tramps (it rains hobos and tramps in Massachusetts instead of cats and dogs, for those of you wondering). But I guess I get to go shopping today, I've got loads of time to kill before I have to walk the 300 feet down to the Wilbur Theatre to see my future husband (future ex-husband?) Demetri Martin perform.

I seem to be having the *best* luck lately. No, seriously, other than the stress of classes which is kinda making me shut down, everything seems to be going right.

Shall I start?

Well, I sent an email out... Tuesday, I think it was, to the Ames City, Story County and Boone County attorneys, trying to put feelers out to figure out if internships at any of those places would be feasible. Guess what? Later that day, get an email from the Ames guy, saying I'd probably be able to work there part time during the summer!! Now I still want the job with Iowa Concern, but they don't decide that until May, so I kind of need to figure out a way to stall. I'm good at procrastinating though, it shouldn't be a problem.

Then, my random trolling of the internet paid off Tuesday night, when I stayed logged on to Bo Burnhams live blog site. Apparently, while I was off folding laundry or doing some prelim packing, he showed up for about 15 seconds and gave all of us on there permanent operator status. For those of you who don't get it, blogtv only allows 150 people in the main room to chat directly with the blogger at a time. Now, thanks to perma-ops, I get automatic main room! It's really a cool celebrity run-in for me.

Then, Wednesday morning, I roll out of bed, get online, register for classes at New England (because I'm not guaranteed that I'll be able to transfer back), then climb back into bed. It was wonderful, easy, a little bit more awkward and slower than ISU (but what do you expect? I'd hope a leading technology school would have a perfected online registration system, so I've been completely and utterly spoiled both by the system and the fact that I always got to register early because I was head and shoulders above everyone else in my "class" in terms of credit numbers, so I was registering with the seniors in the spring of my sophomore year or something crazy like that), but I got all the classes I wanted. I figured most others did as well. hahahahahahha nope. Apparently lots of people got NONE of the classes they wanted, some didn't even get into the REQUIRED class.
Ok, let me emphasize. This is a class we are REQUIRED to take next fall, and the school didn't have enough seats open. Utterly ridiculous.
Oh, and my process took all of about 8 minutes. 8:08, back in bed. Some people's took upwards of an HOUR. I'd be super pissed.

But, I'm counting my lucky ducks only after they hatch. But this week has been pretty great. Easy, tiring, but easy. I've been taking it easy on purpose too, because the bum rush of finals shall be upon me soon enough. So I've got Demetri Martin Thursday and Bo Burnham on Saturday, which I actually have a date for. legit. But I'm leaving. He knows. Whatevs. Not making that mistake again.

I wanna go hooommmmeeeee. Home to Ames. 40 days til Ames. Or some ridiculously small number like that.

Sunday, April 5, 2009

Varnum v. Brien: my summary

So, in an effort to make sure I know the case, I’m going to spend my Friday night (which turned into Saturday and Sunday afternoons) perusing Varnum v. Brien and setting out what I would state the summary to be.

(A note before you begin, this ended up being 9 and a half pages in word. That's a lot longer than I thought it was going to be, but I still think it’s good. This is not meant to be a legal analysis, by any means, and is simply meant to put the ruling into a more concise and focused format. But I by no means think it was a poorly written opinion. On the contrary, I think it is pure poetry, (indeed, as you'll see, I started out not wanting to quote a lot, but many times the court said it better than I ever could, hence the reason they're the Supremes) whether you agree with the ruling or not. I also hope I’ve presented it in as balanced a voice as possible, even with my comments inserted.)

If you're not a law student and want a toned-down version, just ask.

So enjoy, comment, and if you want to repost, just ask permission.

Some background to begin with: I was too young and naïve to remember or care when this whole thing started back in 1998, but the legislature passed the Defense of Marriage act, which added to state code that “only a marriage between a male and a female is valid.” In time, six same-sex couples who were denied marriage licenses by the Polk County Recorder’s office brought this suit against the Polk County Recorder. (Des Moines, state capital of Iowa, is located in Polk County) The couples brought the suit in the form of a summary judgment motion, using many arguments which the court addresses in its opinion, and the Polk County District Court concluded the statute was unconstitutional under the due process and equal protection clauses in the Iowa Constitution.

What resulted was an uproar, in the fall of my senior year at Iowa State, in late October 2007. For something less than 27 hours, gay marriage was allowed in Iowa. Because of the large amount of paperwork required to obtain a marriage license, only one couple was legally married in that limited amount of time, Sean Fritz and Timothy McQuillan, two students also at Iowa State at the time. (The article which followed this event in the student newspaper can be found here. An interesting quote from the article: “"The voters [need to decide] if they want Iowa to become the Massachusetts of the Midwest," McDowell said.”)

But the day after the ruling from the District Court handed down this ruling and ordered the recorder’s office to start processing same-sex marriage licenses, it stayed the order, pending the appeals process to the Iowa Supreme Court.
So comes this case. In the case, per our LRW classes, the court uses a basic outline form, which I shall follow.

II. Standard of Review
Pretty basic, the court will review the facts of the case under a summary judgment standard.

III. Constitutional Separation of Powers
The court goes into a declaration stating the Constitution is the upmost law of the state and when individuals seek an upholding of their rights, the separation of powers must be strictly observed. The constitution also creates certain rights, of which equal protection and due process are two, which the government cannot infringe upon.
At this point I have to point out that either the Supreme Court has been writing excellent opinions that I fail to read, or Justice Cady knew this opinion would have a nationwide and varied population reading Varnum, because he goes to great lengths to explain the history, notion, and process of the 3-tiered system of government. It also seems to know the outcome of this case may be unpopular to some, but must be decided this way, because it points out that “[a] statute inconsistent with the Iowa Constitution must be declared void, even though it may be supported by strong and deep-seated traditional beliefs and popular opinion,” (pg 13) and the point of the courts is to “to withdraw certain subjects from the vicissitudes of political controversy, to place them beyond the reach of majorities and officials and to establish them as legal principles to be applied by the courts” (pg 14), and “[j]udges ought not to be partisans, and be influenced by partisan control. Their duty is to interpret and apply the law, to the end that the liberty, and the rights and property, of the people may be secured.” (pg 14)

IV. Equal Protection.

A. Background Principles
In both the separation of powers and this section the court recognized that the standards of the public changes as time progresses, so the fabric of society must be decided in the context of each generation, not sticking to outdated social norms. They use the progression of cases, such as race, where discrimination was once an accepted practice, but society has since seen that it is inherently contrary to the notion of equal protection.
In my favorite part of the opinion, the court goes into the history of cases in Iowa, and how progressive the state had been. A few examples include it struck down denying slaves equal protection and prohibiting women from being admitted to the bar, ironically, in both cases, prior to the US Supreme court upheld laws allowing these practices. It also “struck blows” at segregation as early as 1868, long before the US Supreme Court decided the Brown cases.

B. Legal Tests to Gauge Equal Protection
According to the court, in quoting precedent in Iowa, the equal protection clause in the Iowa Constitution is similar to that of the US Constitution in that it ‘is essentially a direction that all persons similarly situated should be treated alike.’ (pg 19) But in looking at the actions of the legislative branch of government, in keeping with the separation of powers, the judiciary “must give respect to the legislative process and presume its enactments are constitutional.” (pg 19-20) But the level of deference paid to the legislature is determined by the level of scrutiny used to determine equal protection cases.
Cady then goes into a very explicit explanation of the levels of scrutiny. When I said that I learned more about equal protection and levels of scrutiny from Varnum than from a semester of Con Law, this is where it started.
Under the rational basis test, the courts are highly deferential to the legislature, and it requires “only a plausible policy justification, mere rationality of the facts underlying the decision and, again, a merely rational relationship between the classification and the policy justification.” (pg 21)
However, “courts apply a heightened level of scrutiny under equal protection analysis when reasons exist to suspect “prejudice against discrete and insular minorities . . . which tends seriously to curtail the operation of those political processes ordinarily to be relied upon to protect minorities.” (pg 21-22, citing Carolene Prods.) “Under this approach, classifications based on race, alienage, or national origin and those affecting fundamental rights are evaluated according to a standard known as “strict scrutiny.” Classifications subject to strict scrutiny are presumptively invalid and must be narrowly tailored to serve a compelling governmental interest.” (pg 22, citations omitted)
[NESL classmates: I should note, however, in contrast to what Prof Garza was saying on Friday, Cady specifically says in note 8 on page 22 that “References to “heightened” scrutiny in this opinion are meant to be general; heightened scrutiny includes any judicial inquiry more searching than the rational basis test. References to “intermediate” scrutiny discuss a specific level of scrutiny between the rational basis test and strict scrutiny.” As I will point out later, the court specifically uses intermediate scrutiny to determine this case, they don’t try to create some vague new level located somewhere between intermediate and strict.]

The intermediate tier has been “applied to statutes classifying on the basis of gender or illegitimacy and requires the party seeking to uphold the statute to demonstrate the challenged classification is substantially related to the achievement of an important governmental objective. … To survive intermediate scrutiny, the law must not only further an important governmental interest and be substantially related to that interest, but the justification for the classification must be genuine and must not depend on broad generalizations.” (pg 22)

C. Determination of Constitutional Facts
I’ll admit, this section is one which I made no effort to understand the first time around, and I’m not sure it makes much difference in the grand scheme of things. But, it appears to me that because of the status of some of the testimony, the district court excluded it, and the County brings it up in this appeal.
Adjudicative facts, it seems, are the facts specific to a particular case and the outcome of the case hinges simply on applying existing rules to the facts presented. Legislative (or constitutional) facts, on the other hand, are facts about society as a whole and the idea leads to adapting laws or rulings on laws based on societal trends, and while there are set rules regulating the admission and presentation, of adjudicative facts, legislative facts can be presented either formally or informally, and can in fact be judge-obtained. The court looks at the “actual truth content” of the legislative facts, and should rely only on the most compelling data. However, the court says the error of the trial court in dis-allowing such evidence is not relevant in its current de-novo review.

D. Similarly Situated People
The County advanced the argument that the plaintiffs were not “similarly” situated to heterosexuals because they could not “procreate naturally” (pg 26) and therefore the laws did not have to be applied uniformly to them, banking on the assertion that equal protection demands that laws treat alike all people who are “‘similarly situated with respect to the legitimate purposes of the law.’” (pg 25) But, the court declares, “‘[S]imilarly situated’ cannot mean simply ‘similar in the possession of the classifying trait.’” In other words, “No two people or groups of people are the same in every way, and nearly every equal protection claim could be run aground onto the shoals of a threshold analysis if the two groups needed to be a mirror image of one another.” (pg 27) So “to truly ensure equality before the law, the equal protection guarantee requires that laws treat all those who are similarly situated with respect to the purposes of the law alike.” (27) The court explains the history of marriage laws in the state, saying that they were to allow individuals in a relationship to combine their financial resources and efforts and energies together. They also serve to “recognize the status of the parties’ committed relationship,” (28) and to change their legal and social status.
The plaintiffs are similarly situated to heterosexual couples, according to the court, because the purpose of the laws was to promote committed relationships and to provide “an institutional basis for defining their fundamental relational rights and responsibilities.” (28)

E. Classification Undertaken in Iowa Code Section 595.2
This section determines whether the statute limiting marriage to one between a man and a woman is classification on the basis of gender or sexual orientation. The district court held it was classification on gender, but the Supreme Court hold it classifies on basis of sexual orientation. “The benefit denied by the marriage statute—the status of civil marriage for same-sex couples—is so “closely correlated with being homosexual” as to make it apparent the law is targeted at gay and lesbian people as a class.”” By requiring that the person you are marrying be of the opposite gender, “purposefully placing civil marriage outside the realistic reach of gay and lesbian individuals”, the statute effectively discriminates on the basis of sexual orientation, not gender.(31)

F. Framework for Determining Appropriate Level of Judicial Scrutiny
Obviously, neither the Iowa or the Supreme Court has determined the level of scrutiny appropriate for a sexual orientation classification, however past cases can provide a way to determine the proper level.
“Classifications based on factors like race, alienage, national origin, sex, or illegitimacy are “so seldom relevant to achievement of any legitimate state interest that laws grounded in such considerations are deemed to reflect prejudice and antipathy…” “For these reasons and because such discrimination is unlikely to be soon rectified by legislative means,” laws based on these types of classifications must withstand more intense judicial scrutiny than other types of classifications. ” (33)
But to determine the levels in other cases, the Supreme Court has looked at four factors: “(1) the history of invidious discrimination against the class burdened by the legislation; (2) whether the characteristics that distinguish the class indicate a typical class member’s ability to contribute to society; (3) whether the distinguishing characteristic is “immutable” or beyond the class members’ control; and (4) the political power of the subject class.” (34-35) This is not a solid test, and the court assesses “how each bears on the question of whether the Iowa Constitution requires a more searching scrutiny be applied to the specific classification at issue.” (36) They do conclude that the first two factors have always been present when heightened scrutiny is applied and are considered pre-requisites. The final two are looked at to supplement the determination for heightened scrutiny

G. Determination of Appropriate Level of Scrutiny

1. History of discrimination against gay and lesbian people
The county does not argue that gays and lesbians have been targets of “purposeful and invidious discrimination” (37) because of their sexual orientation, and the court points to several instances of discrimination throughout and up to recent history, such as gays being dismissed from the military, hate crimes, and others. The state legislature has felt the need to remedy these and other past wrongs by including the definition of hate crimes to include those committed against an individual or group because of their sexual orientation and prohibit bullying or harassment in schools based on sexual orientation. These enactments “demonstrate a legislative recognition of the need to remedy historical sexual-orientation based discrimination.” (38)
“In sum, this history of discrimination suggests any legislative burdens placed on lesbian and gay people as a class “are more likely than others to reflect deep-seated prejudice rather than legislative rationality in pursuit of some legitimate objective.” This observation favors an elevated scrutiny to uncover any such prejudice.” (38-39, citations omitted)

2. Sexual orientation and the ability to contribute to society
First off, the court asserts that when the classification bears no relationship to a person’s ability to contribute to society, heightened scrutiny should be applied. A classification without that relationship is presumed to be based on prejudice and outmoded notions of society. (39) “More importantly, the Iowa legislature has recently declared as the public policy of this state that sexual orientation” has been “recognized in Iowa to be irrelevant to a person’s ability to contribute to society.” (pg 39-40, citing chpt 216 of the Iowa Code)

3. Immutability of sexual orientation
The County advanced this argument fiercely because they contest that the plaintiffs could not prove that sexuality was immutable. “A human trait that defines a group is “immutable” when the trait exists “solely by the accident of birth.”” (42) “Put another way, when a characteristic is immutable, different treatment based on this characteristic seems “all the more invidious and unfair.”” The Iowa Supreme Court said that the courts do not require the class to prove that the trait is absolutely impossible to change. Instead, they say the “immutability “prong of the suspectness inquiry surely is satisfied when . . . the identifying trait is ‘so central to a person’s identity that it would be abhorrent for government to penalize a person for refusing to change [it].’ ”” (44) The court here said that because the orientation “‘may be altered [if at all] only at the expense of significant damage to the individual’s sense of self,’” (44) sexual orientation can properly be deemed an immutable characteristic.

4. Political powerlessness of lesbian and gay people
The County tried to assert this prong of the test was not present because of the numerous legal protections the gay and lesbian people have secured for themselves against discrimination and argues that the group must have nearly a complete lack of political power before the courts elevate the level of scrutiny. However, the court says that complete lack of political power is not a pre-requisite for protection, citing the case that women had some political power when scrutiny was heightened for gender classifications, and the current political power is also not a pre-requisite for judicial protection, as then courts would unlikely be able heightened scrutiny on any current suspect classifications.
Rather, Cady cites, “the touchstone of the analysis should be “whether the group lacks sufficient political strength to bring a prompt end to the prejudice and discrimination through traditional political means.”” (46-47) And, “although equal rights for gays and lesbians have been increasingly recognized in the political arena, the right to civil marriage is a notable exception to this trend. Consequently, the specific right sought in this case has largely lacked any extensive political support and has actually experienced an affirmative backlash.” So it’s concluded that gays and lesbians as a class are no more politically powerful than other groups currently protected and this prong should not count against them in the current test.

5. Classifications based on sexual orientation demand closer scrutiny
In citing the Connecticut case of Kerrington, the court says, “Nonetheless, we conclude that, as a minority group that continues to suffer the enduring effects of centuries of legally sanctioned discrimination, laws singling them out for disparate treatment are subject to heightened judicial scrutiny to ensure that those laws are not the product of such historical prejudice and stereotyping.” (48-49) Therefore, classifications based on sexual orientation must be examined under a heightened level of scrutiny under the Iowa constitution

H. Application of Heightened Scrutiny
Although the Plaintiffs argue for the case to be subjected to the “most searching scrutiny,” the court holds that because the statute cannot survive intermediate scrutiny, the court does not need to and does not determine whether classification on sexual orientation should be subject to strict scrutiny. (49)

1. Intermediate scrutiny standard
As we should have learned from Con Law, (whether we actually have or not is questionable, I realize) ““To withstand intermediate scrutiny, a statutory classification must be substantially related to an important governmental objective.” In applying an intermediate standard to review gender-based classifications, the Supreme Court has stated: “Focusing on the differential treatment or denial of opportunity for which relief is sought, the reviewing court must determine whether the proffered justification is ‘exceedingly persuasive.’ ” …whether the proffered governmental objectives are important and whether the statutory classification is “‘substantially related to the achievement of those objectives.’ ”” (50, citations omitted)

2. Statutory classification: exclusion of gay and lesbian people from civil marriage.
“To identify the statutory classification, [the court must] focus on the “differential treatment or denial of opportunity for which relief is sought.” “Because the relevant focal point is the opportunity sought by the plaintiffs, the issue presented by this lawsuit is whether the state has “exceedingly persuasive” reasons for denying civil marriage to same-sex couples, not whether state sanctioned, heterosexual marriage is constitutional. Thus, the question we must answer is whether excluding gay and lesbian people from civil marriage is substantially related to any important governmental objective.” (51, citations omitted)

3. Governmental objectives
Here the court must determine whether the objectives offered by the County can be deemed important. If they are sufficiently weighty to be deemed important, the next question is whether the objective is fairly advanced by the classification. The five sections following are the County’s main arguments for the classification.

a. Maintaining traditional marriage
The court starts right off by saying this objective has “superficial” appeal. However, “[w]hen a certain tradition is used as both the governmental objective and the classification to further that objective,” the argument becomes circular in that it becomes a question of “whether the classification accomplishes the governmental objective, which objective is to maintain the classification.” (52) After a slightly confusing though explanatory example of this, the court says that in that approach it allows a classification to be maintained for its own sake. It also says that this is not a governmental interest being asserted, just a preservation of tradition argument.

b. Promotion of optimal environment to raise children
With both sides offering up support for their arguments that either “the interests of children are served equally by same-sex parents and opposite-sex parents” or that opposite-sex households are the optimal environment for children, and even though the court admits that the “best interests of the child” is a legitimate governmental interest which the statute may reasonably advance that interest, in this case intermediate scrutiny is used, and under that analysis the government’s goal must be substantial. The court then asks whether the classification is over- or under- inclusive.
“An under-inclusive statute means all people included in the statutory classification have the trait that is relevant to the aim of the statute, but other people with the trait are not included in the classification.…. An over-inclusive statute “imposes a burden upon a wider range of individuals than are included in the class of those” with the trait relevant to the aim of the law.”(55, only 15 more pages left!)
The statute is under-inclusive because it does not include others who would also provide a less-than-optimal parents, such as “child abusers, sexual predators, parents neglecting to provide child support, and violent felons” (56) and thus tends to show that the classification is based in prejudice or overbroad generalizations. “If the marriage statute was truly focused on optimal parenting, many classifications of people would be excluded, not merely gay and lesbian people.” (56) The statute in fact also does not prohibit unmarried same-sex couples from raising children. The court does entertain the notion that this statute is a step towards providing the optimal environment for children, with other remedies to follow, however it ultimately dismisses it as well.
The statute is also over-inclusive because it includes those same-sex couples who do not wish to and will not choose to raise children.
A statute which is at the same time both over- and under-broad statute reveals it is “less about using marriage to achieve an optimal environment for children and more about merely precluding gay and lesbian people from civil marriage,” (58) and therefore only minimally advances the government’s asserted interest, not clearing the hurdle of intermediate scrutiny.

c. Promotion of procreation
The court dismisses this claim quite quickly, mainly because the County failed to answer the question required under the analysis: “whether exclusion of gay and lesbian individuals from the institution of civil marriage will result in more procreation.” (59) While heterosexual marriage does indeed lead to procreation, the County failed to show that with same-sex marriage prohibited, opposite-sex couples would be more likely to have children. (As a chick who doesn’t want kids herself, I have to whole-heartedly agree with this analysis. It’s really quite ridiculous)

d. Promoting stability in opposite-sex relationships
Apparently the County didn’t even provide evidence to support this objective, and the court could find no relationship either. “The stability of opposite-sex relationships is an important governmental interest, but the exclusion of same-sex couples from marriage is not substantially related to that objective.” (60)

e. Conservation of resources
The County’s argument is simple: “couples who are married enjoy numerous governmental benefits, so the state’s fiscal burden associated with civil marriage is reduced if less people are allowed to marry.” (60) However, under this argument, any group of people (African-Americans, illegitimates, aliens, even red-haired individuals) could be restricted from marrying in an equally rational way. (61)
The statute is also shown to be once again over- and under-inclusive with regards to this particular objective (see page 62) and the court holds it does not substantially further this objective.

4. Conclusion
“[T]he sexual-orientation-based classification under the marriage statute does not substantially further any of the objectives.” (63)

I. Religious Opposition to Same-Sex Marriage
The County does not advance this argument (the court rationalizes this silence saying it believes the County understands religion cannot be used to justify a ban on same-sex marriage), though the court brings it up as an argument on its own.
The court recognizes that much of the opposition to same-sex marriage comes from religious groups, seeking to preserve the sanctity and tradition of marriage. Because the Constitution does not permit any branch of government to resolve religious debates, lawyers, judges and courts have specifically avoided making these arguments. This aside, however, the court seeks to calm those opposed to same-sex marriage by asserting that this permitting of civil same-sex marriage does not require a church to change their doctrine. “A religious denomination can still define marriage as a union between a man and a woman, and a marriage ceremony performed by a minister, priest, rabbi, or other person ordained or designated as a leader of the person’s religious faith does not lose its meaning as a sacrament or other religious institution.”(66)

J. Constitutional Infirmity
There are no genuine facts which can support the upholding of the statute under the equal protection clause of the Iowa Constitution.

V. Remedy
“[T]he language in Iowa Code section 595.2 limiting civil marriage to a man and a woman must be stricken from the statute, and the remaining statutory language must be interpreted and applied in a manner allowing gay and lesbian people full access to the institution of civil marriage.” (68)

VI. Conclusion
“The district court properly granted summary judgment to plaintiffs. Iowa Code section 595.2 violates the equal protection provision of the Iowa Constitution. [The] decision becomes effective upon issuance of procedendo.” (69) (“[p]rocedendo shall issue twenty-one days after the opinion is filed unless a petition for rehearing is filed”)

Phew! On to my crim law outline!
~C

Thursday, April 2, 2009

Without rapists who's gonna buy your whistles?

How terrifying is it that I leave Boston in 43 days? 21+ of those days will be spent in the hell that is law school finals, at least 1/2 will be spent in a state of voluntary semi-conscious drunkenness... And yet it seems so far away til May 15th. I mean, I'm not going to say I'm excited, because I know somewhere I am. But also nervous. I don't have a job for the summer, even though I have a place to live. And while I know some people are excited for my return, my girls in particular, M, K, K2, and J, and a couple of my summer boys, J and W, are psyched and we already have plans (both legal and quasi-legal), I'm super nervous about how this summer is going to go. I'll be stressed about law school applications ( Damn I have to go through that 9th layer of hell again) and I won't be able to do all the free-spirited things I could last summer... and of course there will be the inevitable awkwardness... fuck. Just get me motivated to study for finals and I'll take it from there.
Maybe
Sorta
Kinda

Huh. Apparently people don't think it's a complete surprise that I could be dating someone. #AprilFoolsbackfire. I changed a couple things on my Facebook page, my political views to Communism and a member of the Neoconservatives, and said I was in a relationship, hoping to pull at least a couple into the web of lies. Nope. Not a soul. Meh, at least I can laugh at my being so single!

I am stalking an 18 year-old. It makes me sad. Actually I'm not stalking, because that would take effort. Refreshing Twitter and clicking links takes no effort at all. His name is Bo Burnham, and I just realized I told you about this in my last post, but yeah, I'll continue. It's smart, quick-witted, vulgar, crass, and brilliant. He also does these live shows, where he'll make up songs based on live viewer comments... I've never suggested anything, but this is just one line from one night: "Penis, Zach Efron... yeah, we're gonna stop it right there!"

And, slightly related, and more of a declarative statement!!:: I'm going to see Demetri Martin and Bo Burnham at the Wilbur Theatre!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (yes, that's a lot of exclamation points, but that's how excited I am!!!) They are both hilarious, and I adore them both. AAANNNDDD now I get to brag, especially to my fellow Demetri Martin fans. (nobody I know has heard of Bo Burnham, so they don't really care).

But yeah. Uhmmmm.... I think that's all for now.

WAIT! STOP THE BUS!!! NO!

I had oral arguments on Monday! I was fairly confidant going into it, I'm not going to lie, but if you didn't know your arguments after having worked on and researched the case for months, you're pretty much screwed. I knew I would get nervous right as I started talking. I knew this because for International Law moot court last spring with N, I was alright right up until I started talking, then I started shaking and sweating and my voice started quaking... it was partly nerves, part getting up and having to face J, one-night-stand fuckface for the first time in months. So that was in the back of my mind the whole time as I was nervously wasting time until The Hour Of Reckoning. And I did get a little shaky, but for the most part, I kept my composure, I ROCKED a couple of the questions the "judge" had for me, I'll admit, and the time went so fast. But no flop sweat (ew, yeah, but not this time, boo-yah), my voice was strong, and I kept the presentation flowing, moving back to my arguments from the questions and answers to and from the judge. And the "judge" and Meltzer were actually very complementary at the end!! So yeah, that part of hell is over, and it was actually a great, adrenaline-filled way to end it! They just might make a semi-competent lawyer yet.

There, that's it. For now. Honest.

Till next time:
~C

Monday, March 30, 2009

Oh Marky, amorous he, Marky Bobrowski

'Nother random dream. And it involved me drinking the alcohol that I have bought in the last week.

It's probably from the stress. I've got oral arguments later today (3:30 est) and I'm not nervous yet, but the shakes have started. N should remember how bad I got during International Law moot court last spring. And now there's noone to follow up on what I say. But I figure something has to go right for me today, and I hope it's that. I couldn't find my other shoe (again! I swear my room eats shoes now), it's raining, the trains were running behind schedule, and I ripped part of the pages I printed off at school (had to print at school because my printer is out of black ink. I guess my bad luck started last night even. Fuck). So I suppose I'm dressed up enough, I know my arguments, my hair is at least out of my face. Yes, most of the girls are wearing their hair at least partway down, so I'm ok with my choice. But no more caffeine for me today. I had my latte and water, and I'm not going to put anything else into my system until after orals, just in case my stomach does not agree with me. sigh. wish me luck.

Ugh. My roommate and her boyfriend. Everytime I hear them or hear her on the phone with him it's like, "I'm not angry," or, "Don't be angry." Why would he need to say he's not angry.... and here comes the fight. "Baby... come on..." The sarcastic and the deflecting and arguing over stupid little things. Something about clothes. Every time he comes over they start fighting

"Oh Marky amorous he, Marky Bobrowski."
Perhaps I should explain. Our property professor last year was Mark Bobrowski. He literally wrote the land use textbook for Massachusetts. He knows he's the shit. And he makes it known. And there are a select few who worship him, and I am included. However, I'll admit he can come off as an arrogant asshole, because, well, he is one. So last Friday, the law school had "Follies," which is a roast of the professors, for students to perform and make fun of them. There were several good performers, but the one that took the cake is the guy that took on Bobrowski. Very glad only one of the professors was actually there. The guy that acted Bobrowski started out with a song. You remember the song in Aladdin, the Prince Ali march Genie sings to proclaim his arrival? Yeah, modified to announce Bobrowski. "Oh Marky, amorous he, Marky Bobrowski. He's got 89 silver Fararri's, Conchord-acre's he's got 35...." and so on. Then... "I am here to talk to you about the recession we currently are in. Do not worry about me, I have plenty of money. And I've even found a way around the 13th amendment. You remember what that one is? It's the one that banned slaves. I just hire them as interns. Work them to death and give them recommendations and they worship me for it." I LOVED IT. I need those lyrics.

I don't understand it. I wasn't even drunk at ALLL on Friday during Follies and I still end up with random bruises and scrapes and soreness. I had a Corona. That's it. Because all the bar had for beer was Bud or Bud Light (which if you recall I now refuse to drink. That'll be interesting at my class reunion this summer. My guess is there's going to be a LOT of Bud Light flowing, and now, from the smallest town on earth (according to Bill) I will now be the hippie that refuses to drink anything below Sam Adams. FUCK. And while we're on the topic, how fucked up is it that my 5th year reunion will be this summer? I mean, yeah, I've changed, for the better, but just looking at some of the people on the list make me want to strangle a puppy. I don't want to see them. Some of them, yes, I'll admit it'll be nice to see, because I haven't kept up with ANYONE from my particular HS class (classes behind me, yeah, but we were friends long before HS and have both been on the same track for a long time) and I can't wait to see their faces when they see me drinking with the best of them. But these are people that knew me, knew me well, and knew me since little on. I hope that they have all changed for the better, as I have. Like back then, I wanted everyone to like me. Now I realize that some people will never like me, or at least we won't be friends, for no fault of my own, our personalities just clash or my sense of humor is a little bit more than they can handle (ok, that one's my fault, but I love my sense of humor, no matter how vulgar, sarcastic or whatever it may be) and I'm ok with that. I'm pretty awesome, and the people who can't see that don't know what they're missing out on and can go fuck themselves. It'll also be mind-blowing for them because I didn't drink in high school. And now I'm all for drinking to excess, and could pass as a bartender. I can't wait to see their faces. But yeah, finishing up this complete tangent rant, it's going to be odd, because of the incestuous group that is the dating pool of people that stuck around home, and of all the people who got preggo quickly, and I'm in none of those groups. I'm the shit, I'm in law school, I know where I want to go in life, and I have great friends. Who could ask for more?) Oh but yeah, the bar only had Corona and I wasn't about to pay 9 bucks for a mixed drink. So I wasn't even tipsy and I don't know where this scratch came from. hmmmm

And my new favorite procrastination exercise? Listening to Bo Burnham. Seriously. Hilarious. Randomly popped on Comedy Central after Follies at Felt, and he was on the new stuff on Friday night. Seriously. So funny. I think I'm actually going to have to get his CD, even though he annoyingly and shamelessly over-self-promotes, but still, funny shit, I'm telling you.
"Did you know that Jesus died on the cross, just to keep you from masterbating? And until the 1960's, he frowned upon inter-racial dating?"

So this was a little more kept-together than usual. I consider that a success.

Friday, March 27, 2009

Now that, my friends, is what you call a wardrobe mis-function

Yeah, you can ask what the title means. Yet another thing I shall be vague about.

hahahaha. Took a random quiz on rumandmonkey.com (if you remember, a procrastination website) entitled "Do you love him," cause I'm bored and it was late. The result? "No you don't, dump him." Already did thanks.

So this is another random thoughts blog, with quotes I've overheard, seen on TV or otherwise randomly been entertained by lately.

We're on the subject of sex-based discrimination in Con Law now, and the subject of feminism came up. I, as one quote I see often says, distinguish myself from a doormat, but I don't consider myself a feminist. I fight for my opinions and against the guys I know, but I'm not out there, trying to get every woman equal rights as men. The women that gain those rights have fought to be there, and the ones that feel they should just coast along can eat my dust.
There's also a little thing in the early sex cases that bugs me, as a chick (yes, I describe myself, and most other girls, as chicks, because I'm not a girl anymore, but I will never be mature enough to call myself a woman. Whatevs) who took ag with all the boys and whipped their asses at cutting welding and owns a coffeetable I built myself and can wrangle around a 1,500lb cow, I take a bit, ok, a LOT of offense to. (N, if you're reading this, this is for you, we fought for HOURS over this, and never ended up getting anywhere) There's one case where the court says women weren't allowed a privilege because we were to "fill the benign role of wife and mother." I would go crazy or become a raging alcoholic if I had to stay at home and only raise a kid. No fucking way. Then there's a case before JEB that said that the reason women couldn't be on juries was that
"Criminal court trials often involve testimony of the foulest kind, and the sometimes require consideration of indecent conduct, the use of filthy and loathsome words, references to intimate sex relationships, and other elements that would prove humiliating, embarrassing and degrading to a lady."
Maybe I'm no lady (and I'm OK with that) but foul language and indecent (mostly involving parties and alcohol) behavior define what I like to do. I guess that's how times have changed. You lose the lady and get me. But I'll still go on rants about how douchebags and punks and self-important and too-impressive-for-my-own pants male crowd on the Orange line haven't heard of the concept of "ladies first." Just see my twitter. Double standard I guess, but it happens, live with it.

It's slightly scary the things I come up with when I'm bored and hungry and inventive. The latest example? Chicken tender tacos. Microwaved, precooked chicken tenders, cut up, dusted with taco seasoning and topped with cheese in a tortilla. Not horrible, but it's one of those that once you see the final result, you immediately think, "Nothing good can come of this."

Why can't dreams be reality? I kept hitting my snooze Wednesday morning, trying to go back to the perfectness of the dream, including no presence of A. But plenty of the other, who shall remain uninitialed. Because you all know who. If you know me at all.

I can only say this right now: that I have the best friends in the world.

"Chess just got fucked in the face."

OHHH! The thing I've been forgetting to get down for the longest time now... pin bowling with Mormons. A friend from law school invited some people from school and her church to this event called "Redneck Round-up." I'm hick, sign me up. I got my flannel goin' on, with the cute tank top... and I've never been pin bowling. It's a little different than regular bowling, 3 balls per frame and the scoring of strikes and spares is a bit off too. But fun. I really sucked it up, but the Bailey's-flavored icecream beforehand helped. Yes, I get alcohol in any place I can. But it was a little odd too. Like I didn't feel like myself, ya know. Like I know they don't swear or drink, so anytime I would start to say "fuck" or go off on the alcohol I like, I'd find myself stopping myself, and I'm not to like self-censoring. Which is why I love my summer friends. And SATC. And anyone who knows they matter and I'm forgetting. You know who you are!

"Everybody's intimidating in their own way. It's better to be feared than loved."
"At this point after being so single I think I'd rather be loved!"

Pandora scares me sometimes. With the songs that come up on certain stations. There's this ... Hungarian boincy pingy song about gummi bears that came up on Tenacious D, and ACDC came up on Breakfast At Tiffany's. Who decides this? I would like to lodge a complaint. Don't get me wrong, the Hungarian Gummibears tribute gets me giggling every time I hear it, but I'm still confused by the fact that I AM hearing it.

Drunk Bejeweled Blitz is not necessarily the best idea in the world. Not that anyone would say that it was a good idea to begin with, but yeah. Not as fun as I thought it would be.

Only L2 could get us kicked out of Coldstone. Here is the story:
L, C, E, and I got lunch this Friday between classes and went to the small Coldstone near the school for dessert. We were sitting in the windows, just people watching, wasting time, because ya know, we really didn't want to go back and do the Con Law reading. Then L2 comes and asks us if it's possible to sue someone a store of an individual for smoking in a store. We start going over all the possibilities, and the guy working the counter puts in his 2 cents, because we were the only ones in the place. We had just gotten into the penalties for the store owner or manager, like the $500 fine, when a girl who works at Coldstone comes in, smoking. The guy told her to shut the door and put it out, then took her in the back and talked to her. At that point we were all like "Umm... this is awkward, we should leave." So we get out of there in like, 10 seconds flat.
So that is how we got ourselves self-banned from Coldstone.

Friday, March 20, 2009

I don't want to jinx myself

Hooray for random ramblings:
(you know you tolerate me...)

~So. I've determined. To make up for the uberextremeflamingpileofcrapsuckitudefest that was my spring break 2009, I'm going to start planning my spring break 2010 right now. It'll either be to Texas, Florida, or...ooooohh. Arizona. My parents are thinking about buying a condo down in Phoenix, so it would be free to stay. So if you read this, actually know me, and would be down for a well planned, epic road-trip... let me know.

~I would rather sit backwards on a rolly-chair than be on nearly any other type of furniture.

~I've decided that someone looking at my laundry could be rather confused. It's a great combination of frills and flannel, long-sleeved shirts and tank tops, and lace and boxers.

~In Con Law on Tuesday, I nearly teared up. I had my notes from last year's con law class with Deam, and I realized that everything was better then. My life, my teacher, my passion. I LOVED con law, even though I never spoke up. I had FUN debating the cases with N and T (of course, stfu). I want that back.... I really do.

~Also, I've decided to make a scoresheet, if you will, for people to use. More for entertainment purposes, but it will determine the likelihood of whether your potential relation will result in a nuclear holocaust. I'm not sure how to set up a program to score it though, so it'll be all hand-calculated.

~My hair is weird. So I don't get sex hair after the fact, so I'm told, but wake up after a fitful night's sleep and just have time to run some mousse and spray through it? = sex hair. fml. or ftw. one of the two.

~This is going to sound very... circular, but I've realized that finally letting go of something is extremely liberating. Not focusing on something you have no control over? It may be something you wanted at some point, and it may hurt like hell, and I'm not gonna lie, you might emerge more jaded on the other side, but to not let it rule you life and your actions and your decisions? Brilliant. But even better if, after letting it go, you still want to make the decisions you made before you let go. ie: I still want to transfer back home. More than ever.

~Oh oh oh!! Guess what!? No matter what horror or blessing befalls me this time around in semester finals, I *will* be living in Ames this summer!!! I have a place lined up, and another offer to be roomies if that one for some reason doesn't happen. So if the worst happens, I have 3 months to get my shit together before I'll be out in the street.

~Aaannnddd! I just got some of the starters for my bar. They're more unusual, and one is just for shots, but it'll be great. I got Apfel Korn, an apple liquor that's great for shots. Then this, er, I'm not sure exactly what it is, but it was on sale, it's by Kahlua, and it's 70 proof. It's a fusion rum, with "spice, citrus and other flavors." I figure it'll be ok with Coke. It's not even a cool bottle but I want to try different things. Then, the capstone. I found a drink recipe that calls for Cabin Fever and it sounded really good, and I called Cyclone Liquors to see if they have it (they don't). So I swung by to get just that, and ended up getting the other two as well. I won't open any of them til summer, though, which shouldn't really be difficult. I've still got my 99 Blackberries to tide me over.

"I'm not sure my friends back home would believe this." ~yours truly. Our Civil Procedure professor plays music before each class, and Wednesday, in the "theme" for sanctions and penalties, he decided to play this. Whip it. Whip it good. Oh. Dear. Lord.

And I'm not sure if our criminal law professor has gotten onto my quote board yet, but his initiation is today. I think the problem is that his is more focused to the class, and so not funny out of context. But I'll try.
1) In talking about rape statutes and what level of permission or consent is needed, he went into a schpeel that went something like this: "Does this take us to the level where we have to require consent cards to be carried when you go out to the bars on the weekends? Like, if you agree, please sign here, if we get to level 2, initial here..."
2)This one requires the image of our crim professor. He's not a small man, and was a JAG (Judge Advocate General's office, if you don't know, part of the military) before he started teaching so. In teaching retreat: "What do you have to do to let the other person know that you're removing yourself from the situation? Run away? As you're running away to you have to say [in a PeeWee Herman-ish voice] 'I'm done fighting.'" (with motions of him running away) oh yes.

*Final rant*
OK. Seriously bitch. Some of use are trying to study. We don't have the leisure to hang out all day then come in and do a lazy class every once in a while. I don't care that you think cities are so great and everyone should live in one for awhile. I actually kind of agree. But what you *don't* do is insult where I come from. You're saying that everyone who comes from small towns or suburbia and say they think the city is so big and hate it are scum, basically, and need to go back to podunk. I do hate the city. I do think Boston is a big city, but *it actually is.* Look at the population. It says 6 million, not 10 square blocks. It sounds like you're the sheltered one. I can personally handle the city, I just hate it for reasons other than it's big. Perhaps, for people. like. you.

So that's it. For now. I told you it was long and rambly.

Saturday, March 14, 2009

I am not allowed to drink Bud Light again

I thought I would give it another shot after the time it was involved in the "shower-abortingly drunk" incident. However, after realizing it, not the late hour and lack-of-sleepishness was the reason for my crappy mood during KQ, and it giving me a headache at the end of last night's festivities, I've decided that I will heretofore reject all Bud Light offerings. Even if....even if.

Also, I'm sorry to barade you with posts lately. I'm sure this will be the last for a few days at least.

But moving on. Last night was the Barrister's Ball for New England. I was woken up at 4:30 in the morning by a friends gf texting me to tell him he's in the ER and ... I'm still very confused by that whole thing. But 4:30!! That's what really gets me. Which means it was 3:30 there, but still. WTF? And yeah, can't really chat her up. It'll be more than a little bit 1)awkward, to extreme, more because of the people in common and the craziness that has ensued, *and* 2) I've never met the chick. I really don't know what to do. But I got back to sleep after sending a pissy, middle of the night text back. (Don't worry, once I was conscious I sent a more caring one back.)

So I spent most of the day (because our Con Law professor canceled class because she was "sick." We all saw that one coming) straightening my hair, looking to my other shoe I wanted to wear and getting ready, then taking more than an hour to get to the Marriot, when it would have only taken about 40 minutes had the red line not stopped every fucking 5 feet along the fucking way.

But get there, get *the* best Tom Collins I've ever had, and make my way to the table, only to find the only other person already at the table was "superman," the guy everyone knows who he is, but noone really wants to talk to. And to top it all off, he didn't even know who I was. He was like, "I'm Ilir." I say, "I know, I'm Christina, we're in the same section..." "We are? I had no idea." I know, that's because you sit in the front row with the legally brunettes and make everyone want to shoot you when you start talking in class. Put your fucking hand down.

But then Justice Ginsburg spoke, was wonderful, about the congeniality of the court and the day to day workings. It sounded a bit like what N has said, but better. I just want to hug her. I want to be O'Connor, because she's just a supremely classy broad, like she could tell someone to fuck off and them actually want to do it, but Ginsburg is the wise old grandma. Brilliant.

Dessert, pictures, schmoozing and drinking afterwards. Try to get into several clubs, then find Whiskey's, where A buys us Bud Lights. I finish it quickly, and head out to catch the train back. But I develop a headache and stomachache before I even finished it. Blech.

I a friend to tell about Justice Ginsburg, but let him go quickly. Then, for the first time walking back to the house I felt unsafe, but I felt like I couldn't call the person I really would have wanted to call. Stupid plans going up in flames.
So I fell asleep sometime between 2 and 3. And woke up at 2:15 this afternoon. It was wonderful. Except it roused me from a perfectly wonderful dream about how spring break should have gone... well, in general. It, however, also involved a live hamster made of wax and an essential commune with some of the summer guys, and story hour with K and this other chick I haven't talked to in years being relocated into the commune because the wax hamster got melted and it started to rain.... It was a dream, give me a break. But I remember enough of it to be really confusing.

"Happiness isn't happiness without a violin-playing goat."
"What is it about men and nudity? Particularly breasts? How can you be so interested in them? But, but, seriously: they're just breasts. Every second person in the world has them."

Emo thought of the day: "Every once in a while I see a picture and think that I should try harder or try to be a better person to impress them, but then I remember that I shouldn't live my life trying to impress others. They should like me for who I am, not for who I want to be." I'm taking a stand. Or at least I'm going to try. I like the people I try to impress so I'll probably rebound, but still...you should value who I am and stop being such a fucking hypocrite. People need to stop being passive aggressive and grow up when it comes to dealing with people. I'm going to "be selfish," as one of my law classmates put it. I'm going to do what I need to do to make it. If you think you matter right now, believe me, you still do, but I'm just going to keep playing it cool for now, and follow your moves instead of making my own. I'm pretty awesome, and if someone can't see that, then they obviously don't know what they're missing. I have some amazing friends who I love and adore and wouldn't change, but it's every once in a while there are others that I have to step back and re-evaluate. You might make the cut, but you're going to have to fight for it.

In other news, I could write a book about everything that is wrong with the new facebook layout. I hate, hate, hate it. From the rounded-edged pictures to the not knowing whether someone is posting a status or posting to a wall.... I despise it with a fiery passion that runs deep into my soul.

Also, my current procrastination obsession is rumandmonkey.com. Seriously. It's kind of hard to navigate, but they've got some funny shit on there.

Wednesday, March 11, 2009

No censors. Just friends. They encourage me. Like the bad-idea bears.

Oh God I would so do Demetri Martin. lol. Tall, lanky, dark shaggy hair... swoon. And he went to law school for a few years. Did you know that? Wikipedia told me that.

OK, so thanks to a friend, I will make what I was oh so vague about at the end of the previous post known. It's really not all that exciting, I just couldn't think of a PC or fb-appropriate way to say I thought my boobs looked great on Tuesday. But as K oh so amazingly pointed out, I shouldn't censor myself for fb, and "having a good boob day is nearly as good as having a good hair day." So I celebrate. For I shall have both on Friday.

I always get this way. I always get so excited, then somehow do something which inevitably leads to my failure in a particular situation. And no, I won't be all vague about this one.

I want an internship in Iowa for this summer. Point blank. However, I haven't really started looking for one, and I'm afraid I'm going to end up working some lame-ass job that has nothing to do with legal. However, I found a job, in Des Moines, that would be perfect for me, that ACTUALLY pays (and pays well!). But, in my experience, I'll do something that will prevent me from getting it, whether it's not sending in the stuff on time, or something random. I'll get all psyched about it and then not follow through.

Same with school, to some extent. I tend to look at the big picture (too big of a picture), which means while I can see where I'll be in like, 10 years, or where I want to be and who I want to be associated with (which changes on a day to day or even hour to hour basis right now, I'm kind of being a crazy chick), I don't necessarily see what I should be doing to reach that point.

I'm kind of in a really weird mood as I write this. It's hard to explain. It feels like a turning point, but I've had these before. But I'm being really honest right now, and it's not tearing me up to do so. It's like, addressing the situation, seeing what I have to do to fix it and move forward, but doing it in such a completely unemotional way. Which is good. I've never really liked showing emotion, or what I'm actually thinking. But emotion is usually needed for revelations. So if revelations happen without a breakdown... woot. Does this make any sense at all? Meh, maybe.

Moving on

Our teachers continue to be entertaining. The latest bout is our contracts professor in story about Steve (who James is convinced is just her "fabulous flamboyant" friend from Cali) proposes to her. She goes to pick out a dress with her friends... "We have a couple of fabulous days, too much wine, a LOT of giggling..." (and try to remember for the purpose of illustration that this day she had to inadvertently wear a cardigan with dinosaurs on it!) And after Steve renegs, she goes to the dressmaker who "couldn't care less if I wore the dress, scampering along the beach toward the water to drown myself, as long as she gets paid." They're crazy, but we love 'em.

Also, this happened awhile back, before spring break, but when the rape talks turned to the implications of determining a cut-off age and guys having sex with underage girls, one of the guys made the mistake of starting his argument with "I can imagine a world..." and stopped talking. We're lawyers, not saints. The whole room started laughing.

But at this precise moment I am currently on the hunt for the mate to a pair of awesome heels I want to wear to the Law Prom on Friday night. I found one. Which means that at some point both of them were in Cambridge. And I haven't taken them home at all. Which means that somewhere in the underlayer of crap and clothes laying about my room or in the closet is the other shoe. They're like 3-inch, black, peep-toe heels. Super cute. And if I can't find it... I suppose I can wear the kitten heels I wore with the dress this summer, but I won't feel nearly as good as I intend to feel in the 3-inchers. Not that they'll stay on for long. Apparently things get pretty wild at this Barrister's Ball, and I found my flask! Oh hellz to the yes.

Tuesday, March 10, 2009

Love is for sissies (at least that's what you said)

aka: allow me to rant.

I've realized that my last post was actually more soul-revealing and attackatory than I usually like. If you look deeper, at least. Maybe not on the surface but yeah, there are some pretty derogatory comments toward a few people. But I'm not taking them back. It's what I felt at the time, and I'm not going to apologize for those opinions. I like to say, "oops, I'm sorry," as those of you who know me know very well, even for the small things, but this is not one of those times. So back the fuck off.

I cannot wait to get the hell out of Boston and back to Iowa. Yes, the people here are great, (and I like sharing stories too and they even share their poetry about their guy they're getting over. we've got the whole trust thing going) and I'll be said to leave them after going to the darkest depths of our souls and back for a year together, but at the same time... I still can't like the whole huge city, not going out/not having the option of hanging out at night because the house is so far from anything and the subways stop at 1am. I'll have my own apartment, even if it's small. I'll be a complete bitch to my landlord and if anything is wrong I will be calling. Like tonight. Are you trying to tell me I can't pee in our own toilet because you don't want to call the guy? Ridiculous. I want to be in an actual apartment complex. That may sound weird, but that's what I want right now. (see the original location of this blog at blogger.com/ctinalk to see what I plan on having in my apartment. the list is pretty epic. it even includes a designated "no-pants" night.)

It's taking me less time to get back into the swing of things this time around. As in, getting back into studying for class after coming back from an extended break. This one was longer than October, and I had a harder time back then. I dunno why. Maybe it's because I have to, maybe it's to keep my mind busy. One thing I am sure of though is that I need to get new glasses this summer when I'm back to the optometrist. Yes, I do like the glasses I have, and if I could just get new lenses for them that would rock, I kind of like the librarian look, but my eyes are bad and get slightly worse, and I got these the summer before sophomore year, so I need an upgrade. My contacts just dry out so much before the end of the day, and I'm stuck struggling trying to finish my readings with blurriness and frustration.

And for the return of a long-abandoned tradition, back with us for this post is my "This is what I do to procrastinate this week." This time it is Plague of Kittens. I think I'm more entertained by the sound effects than anything else. You bounce kittens with a mattress, trying not to let them die by hitting the ground. They splatter entertainingly when they do die though. *ah! there's so many of them!* And you get points by bouncing them higher and if you bounce them high and hard enough you get a great angry cat scream. Hasn't failed to cheer me up yet, though I suggest you use a real moused computer, it's kind of irritating on the touchpad.

Seriously. I don't get it. Where do these mysterious bruises and scrapes keep coming from? Back of the hand, arm, calf? One of them was so prominent last Monday it led T and N to tease me about "liking it rough." I honestly don't know. Or don't remember. I'm forgetting a lot of stuff lately though. Unless it's directly related to law school or class, I'm a ditz.

I have something else I want to get off my chest (nearly literally) but I don't think it would be appropriate to put here, seeing as it gets posted to FB and all. And I don't want to sound really arrogant. But if you're intrigued enough by this vague reference again, let me know, I'll tell you.

Hmmm... I think that's it for now.