pour a glass for me

[sab]

So what I need to find is a law school that'll take me without a BA. Or that will let me do the degrees simultaneously. Preferably in the greater NY metropolitan area. But whatever. And I don't want to talk about it. I just want to do it. I've thought about it for years. It's time. I'd do great in law school.

Thanksgiving. Migraine. Heart murmur. Danbury. The Abyss. Japanese chicken kara-age. Evian. Winston lights.

she burns all her notes, she knows, she's been here too few years to feel this old.

Oh, and about 30,000 dollars I need, also.

Brooklyn. chocolate. Coffee. Winston lights. Family. Thanksgiving. My grandfather, looking like a little old man for the first time, and in my dream my father said, "don't worry, mom's ready for him to go." The Abyss. The Andromeda Strain. On Rosh Hashanah I saw cropdusters over southeast Connecticut, and they're tracking the Anthrax trail. MSNBC. Work. Farscape. Money. Australia. Jo. G. Helen. Danbury. Punk. wen. The website. Winston lights. Evian. 30,000 dollars. Egg sales.

and if there's nothing there to ease this ache, if it's the same for you I'll just hang.

30,000 dollars. Law school. Rich relatives. dying.

November, 2001.

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okay then

[pene.livejournal.com]

well, of course, you'll be a dizzying high-ferlying, high-faluting secret agent girl. and if you can survive you in law school then clearly all my loving can. all of us can. moreover if it's in NYC you can still do the Hansom cab thing. with our Irish horse friends and your orange hat baubles flying behind you.

but hey! wasn't I put in charge of your life? oh no. that was Jo.

damn.

maybe you and I'll visit my darling Jobert in law school in Philly next week. We can sing Counting Crows in the car and entertain the world mightily.