We would hyphenate: Garbanzo-Beaner

If I could marry a legume, it would have to be the chickpea.



Lo siento, lentil. I know we’ve had some good times and we go so far back, but I read somewhere that you inhibit iron absorption and once I started to think about it I realized that you do in fact create in me a need to take frequent rests. Although I’m happy to help another overcome his/her/its inhibitions, an inhibition that messes with my absorption of iron is something that I simply cannot, must not, tolerate.

To my dear chickpea, I regret that my profession of love for you required such an explanation regarding the lentil. Let us move on shall we?

Friends: This is my cry for help.

None of you will talk to me/email me because I told you I am studying. And I am studying, but I can’t study all the time. No one wants to distract and that’s very considerate, but do you really want me sitting alone in my apartment considering matrimony to a legume? They won't even let the gays get married! One positive thing that has come out of my solitary confinement is that I’ve thought of some good jokes:

Joke Number 1:
Q: Melba, why are you taking the Nebraska bar exam?
A: Because that’s where all the good bars are.

Joke Number 2:
Q: What does Snoop Dogg call the bar exam?
A: The bizarre exam.

Overheard in Dupont

"I could never live in Idaho or anywhere else in the midwest."

"It's a fixed gear so that means it's really hardcore."

CIRAC

In preparation for the bar exam, I must practice writing very formulaic essays. State your Conclusion, identify the Issues, state the Rule, Apply the rule to the facts, repeat your Conclusion.

Example:

We will all be okay. At issue is whether things will turn out okay given that shit is generally so fucked up. In general, things turn out okay as long as we stay cool and calm and treat each other gently. In the case at hand, we are doing lots of yoga, riding our bikes, keeping things in perspective, surrounding ourselves with chill people, and treating people as we like to be treated. These things keep us calm and result in the gentle treatment of others. We will all be okay.

Back together again

Sometimes I get so tired of being so good all the time. So last night I made myself a stiff drink (which I couldn't finish), put on some tunes and decided to get into what I was saving as a treat for myself after the bar exam.

I had shipped my Jamis out here when I was home for christmas and was going to wait until after the bar to put it together.





It didn't take too long at all. I futzed with the brakes until I gave up and went to bed. But then I woke up with new resolve this morning and finished it up in ten minutes. Isn't that funny? That happens with work and studying. Something can be so difficult at night, but then it's a crystal clear jiffy in the morning.



The sight of two of my bikes 69ing makes me so happy. Now I just need the rain to stop so I can go for a spin.