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    <title>tommiah @ 2009-03-06T18:22:00</title>
    <published>2009-03-07T00:40:47Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Is there an end to this?  I ask myself this question every Friday.  Usually about 4:45am on my drive to work.  I like to work.  I like paychecks even more, but something has to give.  I am completely miserable with my schedule right now.  I don't think Sophia likes it either, and I know Casey hates it.  I don't have a choice right now.  I have too much going on right now to turn down the money.  What I really want to know is: Is this all worth it?  Is my hard work going to pay off?  I am sacrificing so much right now just to get a paycheck.  I want to know for certain that there is light at the end of the tunnel.  Unfortunately, there is pretty much not such thing as certainty.  I keep telling myself that I need to be grateful for what I have.  I have a paying job, and I have the externship I have been wanting since I left for law school.  I have the most supportive family, friends, and fiancee imaginable.  I have a roof over my head.  I look forward to seeing my dog at the end of the day.  I am blessed.  I have been given the opportunity to become a lawyer.  I really took a hard hit when I found out I could not be in the military.  I have always wanted to do public service, and I feel this is the best way for me to contribute to society.  Right now it sucks though.  I feel spent.  I actually have to go to sleep now (6:40 pm on a Friday night) so I can work tonight.  Fuck.  Is there an end to this?</content>
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    <title>tommiah @ 2009-02-25T23:39:00</title>
    <published>2009-02-26T05:47:06Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I didn't sleep very well last night.  One of Casey's dearest friends broke her heart, and I'm feeling partially responsible.  Sophia tried to help by sleeping so peacefully with her head on my pillow, but the Cat Stevens lyrics on my ITunes kept me thoughtful.  I feel very alone most of the week when Casey is not here.  I spent the evening out in New Lenox with great friends, but those nights are out of the ordinary lately.  This schedule does not allow me to see them as much as I'd like.  I know I have been more tired in law school, but I feel very drained right now.  I really miss having conversations with Scott, Randy, Matt, PAcky, Charlie, and Amy at Cooley.  Sofa isn't much of a conversationalist.</content>
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    <title>tommiah @ 2008-12-20T23:32:00</title>
    <published>2008-12-21T05:59:47Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I am grateful for what I have.  I should be.  I have more tha the average person.  I have a good education, a loving family and friends, somewhat of a job, a beautiful set of dogs, etc.  Most importantly, I have a wonderful companion in Casey.  I spend too much time trying to read her mind and deciper what she really means.  Am I trying to talk myself out of being happy?  Am I trying to convince her that she shouldn't be.  I know I should keep my mouth shut more often than not.  Lately, what comes out of my mouth is rarely indicative of how I really feel.  Brian told me a while ago that I should be thinking more about what is making me happy.  "Ask her once if everything is okay..If she says yes, let it go.  Don't try to drag it out."  Good advice, but easier said than done.  I love this woman so much, and all I want to do is make her happy.  I spend more time trying to figure out what is wrong than actually doing things that would make her happy.  I thought about what Brian said a while back while I was at the mall tonight and went and bought some treasures for her.  They did make her happy, but then I shifted back into my old habit.  Right now, she is out at her friend's party, and I'm here alone wishing I was with her.  Casey, everything will be okay.  I will provide us with security.  Not so sure about Jakers because he smells...but I will provide for you.  I know things suck right now, but I am working hard.  I will and always have worked hard.  That will not change.  Someday, we will own a wonderful house.  In a few Christmases, we will be able to pay for all our presents with our debit cards instead of on credit.  I will never stop loving you for who you are.  As I've said before, I wish I had a magic wand to wave and make all of our worries disappear.  I know I can't, but I still try...what kind of man would I be if I didn't.  I won't be so accusatory when I speak to you.  I won't act like I have all the answers.  I won't judge you for your thoughts or feelings.  I'll just pull you in for a hug and kiss and tell you everything is going to be okay.  It will be.  We both know that.  It sucks right now, but everything will be okay.  I love you, and I am always here for you.  I'm glad you are out having a few beers right now.  It is not a front.  It is you deciding forget your worries for a little while.  I should have bit my tongue earlier.  "I want you to lay your head upon your savior's breast...I love you, oh but Jesus love you the best...And I bid you goodnight...goodnight...goodnight."</content>
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    <title>tommiah @ 2008-11-16T02:39:00</title>
    <published>2008-11-16T08:05:06Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-16T08:05:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It is 2:40 in the morning.  I got off the phone with Casey about a half hour ago now.  I screwed up the conversation.  I had a bad day today, but there were several good moments that I was not able to tell her about because my mind focused on some of the bad stuff...not just focused on...I think dominanted my thoughts might be the better way to put it.  I went down stairs, smoked a cigarette, and wondered if I had just pushed her away from me.  I had a relatively good week despite getting sick.  First, I got my 711 license in the mail, so I'll be able to practice under the supervision of another prosecutor.  Second, I passed my character and fitness evaluation.  I am now ready to register to take the IL Bar Exam.  Next, I got my externship letter submitted.  I will be able to register for the last leg of my law school journey, and I'm that much closer to being able to talk to casey face to face instead of over the phone.  Things never come out right for me over the phone.  Casey, I need your affection very badly.  A hug from one of my lady friends here will never compare to the comfort of your embraces.  Sophia looks like a plain donut right now while she lays on my bed.  Her eyes are all droopy, and her nose is buried under her tail.  We took a walked over the the Black Child Institute Park across the street.  There was snow falling.  Sofa was running all over the place because I kept chasing her.  I had my law journal banquet tonight and walked away with a nice Things Remembered clock.  It felt good to give recognition to my group of associate editors tonight.  I am going to miss my buddies that I met here.  I am not very good at expressing those feelings to them, but I am going to get each of them a card.  Hopefully, I'm better at writing it because it is important to me that they understand just how important they are to me.  I talked to Scott yesterday about some of my undergrad friends that I lost, and how I don't want the same thing to happen to us.  I don't think it will.  I had two dreams about Caitlin two nights in a row.  I saw her tonight at the banquet, and instead of saying anything to her, I pretended not to notice her.  I wanted to wave to her, but...I didn't.  I am worried about my parents.  I haven't really shaken the image of Casey's friend Emmett from my head since she told me about him.  My thoughts go out to his parents and family.  I started two of my papers yesterday.  I think I can have both of them done by the end of the week.  I have to attend an orientation meeting this week.  I have a meeting scheduled with my Interviewing and Counseling professor to watch the tapes of interviews my partner and I made.  I have to finish off my second trial with a strong cross examination of the defendant.  I have to poke holes in his story and make him come off as a liar.  I need to think of a few good jokes to tell Casey.  I want to make her smile.  I miss my friends from home.</content>
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    <title>tommiah @ 2008-11-10T17:15:00</title>
    <published>2008-11-10T22:30:22Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I took Sophia to the park today when I got home from Cooley.  I usually try to let her off of the leash as much as possible when we are in wide open spaces.  Just like yesterday (shame on me), she ran up to a particular spot of the field used for Cooley falg football on the weekends.  There, she found puddle of iced-over vomit and just couldn't contain herself.  I miss Casey.  Sophia probably wouldn't have gone too far if Case was around.  I am almost finished with school.  My student loans will soon go into repayment.  God willing, Casey and I will be married by this time next year.  Maybe then these dark circles under my eyes will go away.  Maybe then the knot in my stomach will unravel.  Hopefully then these insecurities that we both deal with will be forgotten.  I took the MPRE (ethics test) this weekend.  I will be swamped for the next three weeks.  Papers coming due.  I tried my best to make it home for Casey's big day on Sunday.  She had her first studio recital, and I had to miss it.  Instead of being there to support her, I was stuck in a room full of people I hardly know (and probably will not speak to again after I leave here).  I had to give up being with the love of my life to be with the next generation of the organization's board (whose decisions will never affect me).  Needless to say, the mood is depressing around here.  Everyone is getting ready for finals, term papers, trials, briefs, arguments, etc.  I think I have said only a few words to my roommate today, and we've been home together for almost four hours.  There is snow on the ground here.  I would like to curl up into a ball, cover myself with blankets, and not get out of bed until December 4.  After I wake, I would promptly pack up whatever my car could carry, and head home...I'd go one of three places: 1) U of I to be with Case if she wanted me there; 2) NL to be with the friends, if case didn't want me at U of I; 3) Colorado for a week, if Julie would have me.  My shoulders hurt now because it is so cold here.  I have my second trial starting tomorrow.  Not feeling too good about much of anything right now.  Maybe I should take a nap.</content>
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    <title>tommiah @ 2008-10-20T01:02:00</title>
    <published>2008-10-20T05:47:37Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-20T06:12:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Tonight, I watched the final play of the Red Sox/ Devil Rays game.  The game ended with a slow grounder to the 2nd baseman, causing a force-out at second.  As the Devil Rays jumped, hugged, high-fived, and were just happy all-around for their accomplishment, I sat there and thought to myself "What if that ball just drilled the umpire observing nearby right in the leg, caused the ball to ricoshet down the leftfield line, and ultimately causing the man on first to score and the batter to slide safely into third base?  Would there be an interference call?  Would the Red Sox gain momentum and win the game as a result of this mishap?  Moments later, I found myself watching the players dog-pile each other with the small Latin American man who made the game winning play on the bottom of the pile.  I thought about if the team would have grounds to terminate a player's contract should that player suffer a career-ending injury as a result of that dog-pile.  Who would take responsibility?  The team?  The player?  Worker's Comp?  Aflac?  I make myself sick with some of the shit that I think of.  For example, months ago, my friends took me out to Chili's for my birthday.  We talked about how one of the people I used to work with was getting married the following weekend to another person I used to work with.  The woman has a daughter from a previous marriage.  Much to even my own surprise, one of the first things I thought of was the natural father attempting to terminate his child support obligations and  pushing for adoption proceedings because of the marriage.  I just slipped right out of my mouth without very much thought at all.  I went to Summer Kamp Music Festival the summer after I came to law school.  While listening to the Wailers song "No Woman, No Cry", I couldn't get these questions out of my head: Who do the Wailers have to get permission from in order to play a Bob Marley song at a show, and how could they prove that they have equal rights to a song if the shit hit the fan (no pun intended)?  Will the lawyer-mode ever switch off?  Will I be able to look at the happiest moments that lay ahead without thinking about every single ramification to that action possible?  Will I always play devil's advocate just to get the last word?  I try hard with Casey.  I try hard to sit back and listen.  I try hard not to have a suggestion...but it has to be deadly to bite one's tongue so hard.  It's not that I have become anti-risk taker.  I think I took a risk even coming here in the first place.  I take risks every time I drive home doing 85 mph the whole way.  I take risks when I skip class.  I take risks when I don't eat enough or at all for that matter.  I take a risk when I drive my bike through an intersection without stopping to check for traffic.  I take a risk when I ching mang.  I feel like I have been programmed to "see it from both sides" since coming here.  Unfortunately, this makes me focus on the negative even when I have no business looking at it from that perspective.  Critical...critical critical critical.  Stone-like expressions...unflinching reactions.  Prepare for the worst, because then, I can't possibly be disappointed.  WTF?  When did this happen?  Why did this happen?  If this is all over the ability to represent some rich client to the best of my abilities, I have to ask myself "Was it worth it?"  IS this even the result of law school?  Was I like this, or at least so extreme about this, before I came here?  Is there a difference between prostitutes and lawyers in any real sense other than legality?  However therapeutic it may be to write this, I'm not sure I can explain via livejournal how much these things tear me up inside.  I read cases and attend classes where very little is about happy things.  Sure...you can look at a constitutional law case and tell yourself someone's rights are being preserved by the process.  You can look at an estate planning class and say that this person's will is going to be enforced because the actual document satisfied the statutory requirements and the intent of the deceased is present (as we share this, I am building an argument to any response I might get to it, if any)...BUT...it would have never gotten to court in the first place unless there was heartache..anger...distrust, hurt, pride, greed, selfishness.  Show us the worst so we won't make these mistakes as attorneys?  Teach us the typical fight scenerio so we'll know the "blood code" (mortal combat..wink wink)when we find ourselves in that position?  Then, at the end of the day, you sit back, reflect on what you learned here today while trying to ignore that pain in your stomach.  You try to forget you drank four cups of coffee and smoked half a pack that day...It pains me to think it, but it must be said: Welcome to the Real World.  I feel bad for the way I look at people.  My 8th grade teacher told me I had a politician's smile...Lately, it feels more like a scowl.  For what it's worth, ignorance could be bliss.</content>
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    <title>tommiah @ 2008-08-25T23:21:00</title>
    <published>2008-08-26T03:40:23Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-26T03:40:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Today was a long day.  Luckily, Case helped me pay my car insurance, but I had to go out to Channahon to pay it.  Then, I tried to take Sofa out to JJC to walk on the trails and maybe let her go swimming.  Unfortunately, we couldn't get a parking spot, so we took a trip to West Park instead.  She ran her brains out chasing sticks.  Believe it or not, she fell asleep on the short car ride back to Casey's.  Then, Casey's dad and I had a chat where I opened up probably more than I would to anyone else other than Casey.  After that, I went to visit my Grandma for a loooooooong while.  Talking to her is like watching a tree grow for 75 years in fast forward....its just the way her stories progress.  She rarely finishes one story for me because she gets side-tracked while telling one.  One turned into about 40, and next thing I knew, three hours had passed, and she was only 3/4 the way through the the grilled chicken wrap I brought her from McDonalds!  I won't even tell you about the fries or the apple pie that followed.  I'm glad Flossy didn't come out while I was there because my Grandma feeds her pieces on food, and it makes my stomach turn.  My Grandma did send me out with a gift for Casey: a Raggety Ann and Andy bank with a couple of coins clinking around in it.  I could just imagine if Case was with me...her facial reaction would make it difficult to hold in my laughs.  I do miss Casey though.  My darling has begun the last phase of her education.  I know being a professor and member of a big-time orchestra will be a learning experience for her.  But she has worked so hard to get this point, and I give her all my respect and mad props.  I love you, babe.  Congratulations!  I also got to meet my good buddy, Matt Blatti's baby today.  She is a beautiful little girl.  After that, I took Sofa out to my sister's, and we had some pizza and watched a bit of TV.  I duckedo ut before the Obama stuff came on.  My feet smell...I can smell them from up here!  Tomorrow, I'm rolling down to be with my Vanilla Angel.  For tonight, I guess Sofa will have to work as a substitute...she is conked out because she ran around with Cooper and Meada for a long time.  Well, I guess I'd better go wash my feets because they are making me nauseous.</content>
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    <title>tommiah @ 2008-05-24T23:01:00</title>
    <published>2008-05-25T03:07:12Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-25T03:07:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">No place is home without the love of my life.  Tonight, I sat at P F Changs with a bunch of people I hardly know and pretended to have a good time.  My mind never wanders too far away from Casey.  I get so depressed around here that I find it hard to concentrate.  I only get to see her for a few days at a time every few weeks.  Meanwhile, I take a psychological beating week in and week out.  "I'd rather be completely alone than feel lonely in a crowd."  I hear that.  Right now, instead of pretending to have fun out at a dance club, I think I'll curl up with a few law review articles and will probably dream about better times with my love.  For any of you who still read this, my brother in law was just diagnosed with a mild form of Hotchkins disease.  Please keep him in you thoughts and/or prayers.</content>
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    <title>tommiah @ 2008-04-28T19:50:00</title>
    <published>2008-04-29T01:03:56Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-29T01:03:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">This break has been okay so far.  Even though I have only gotten one night at the donut shop, Casey has still made the trip home worth it.  She has taken me out to so many lunches and little trips that I'd be pretty down in the dumps without her.  She is working her ass off.  Stariahbuckiahs, gigiahs, lessons, dealing with my shit, etc.  I love her dearly.  I'dgive her the world if I could.  The reason the trip home has been just okay is that I can't get my mind of money, car, and school issues.  That secured transactions final really did a number on me.  To top it off, that class totally took me away from my others classes which I could have potentially done very well in.  I mean, I ended up okay, but it could have been my term to shine, and I let it get away from me.  Now the car.  I have been having some problems with it.  First, my ack window has been busted out for about a month because of a really smooth move on my part.  Then, I'd drive it for five minutes, stop at a store or something, come out and it wouldn't start again.  Perhaps, I should have asked my mechanic Esmeralda what the deal is;-)  Money is never good, so I don't even want to get started on that.  I did get to see my nieces and nephew though.  I have gotten to spend almost every evening with my Casey.  Still need to get over and see grandma.  And of course I have spent a lot of time with the New Lenox crowd.  I just wish I got more than a week for break.  I have been feeling kind of depressed lately, and i think it has everything to do with school.  Luckily, new term is mostly writing.  However boring legal writing may be, for some reason my grades indicate that it is one of my strong suits.  But the end is on the horizon.  Just say a prayer for me.  "I just finished my 5th term, and I still have enough sanity to write in this journal."  I love you, Case.  I am greatful for everything you do for me.</content>
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    <title>tommiah @ 2008-04-18T13:04:00</title>
    <published>2008-04-18T17:14:10Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-18T17:14:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">One more exam to go...one more to go.  By Sunday night, I will be on the road to Joliet.  "Country roads..take me home..to the place..I belong!"  I am just excited to get this term behind me and move on.  I had to cut two new holes in my belt this morning because I have lost more weight.  It's just funny because I weigh like 130lbs soaking wet.  The idea of me losing weight depresses me.  My good buddy told me last night that the American Bar Association issued a report about law students.  Basically, 40% of law students leave law school with some form of clinical depression.  Factor that in with Cooley being one of the few law schools that promotes taking classes all year long.  I have not stopped running since I have gotten here.  As soon as I get home, the assignment list for the next term is already posted.  I get 2 two-week breaks, and 1 three week break...all of these come after 15 weeks of hell.  I know military boot camp would not have been as intense as this...at least mentally.  This whole law school thing is for the birds.  Anyway, time to get back to work.</content>
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    <title>tommiah @ 2008-04-14T15:19:00</title>
    <published>2008-04-14T19:33:31Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-14T19:33:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well, hello stranger!  It has been a long time since I have update last.  This term has been extremely busy for me.  It is almost over.  I think this should be the last of the harder times.  I took 5 classes this term for a total of 14 credit hours.  For whatever reason, I decided to try and get secured transactions out of the way.  It is probably the hardest class I will ever have to deal with again.  It is interesting, but I hate it right about now.  The material is a cross-breed of contract law, agency law, and property law...and it includes tax issues and bankruptcy issues.  Talk about a complete mind fuck!  I am so anxious to get home to Casey.  This place just sucks.  I don't like MI anymore.  It snowed, rained, and was sunny all the matter of a few hours yesterday.  I am almost broke.  My GradPlus lender went out of business, and the school notified me by e-mail without providing me with any options.  "You need to find a new lender" wast he extent of it.  Thanks Thomas Cooley Financial Aid Division!  I'm glad my tuition money provides for such a crack team of financial advisors.  Don't work too hard writing those e-mails!  Anyway, I am excited to get this term over with.  I miss Case so much.  I miss my friends and family so much.  West Park disc golf baskets are calling my name.  Sofa even wants to get out of here.  I think I have gotten more sleep this term than any other term though.  I haven't been eating as well as I should be, and I think I lost more weight if you can believe it.  My mom sent me $10 in the mail so I could get a "lunch on her".  I am looking forward to next term.  I know I will be extremely busy, but it will mostly involve writing.  I only have two exams, and they should be my last ones here.  After next term, all my general requireds should be out of the way.  Also, I should only have one litigation required left (trial skills) after next term.  Litigation is what I am most or less majoring in here.  The requirements for a concentration are almost like a minor in undergrad.  Anyway, eyes on the prize, Tom.  Just get through it, and enjoy yourself.  Take a C with a grain of salt.  You know what you are capable of.  It doesn't take a good grade to make you aware of it....but it sure helps.</content>
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    <title>tommiah @ 2007-12-15T14:41:00</title>
    <published>2007-12-15T20:41:38Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-15T20:41:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well, another round of exams in the bag and I'm still around to tell about it (that one is for you, babe).  Tonight, i get to accompany my beautiful lady and her dad to Chicago to see Phantom of the Opera.  It is good to be home, if you can believe it.  There is something warm and cozy about my house during the winter.  In the downstairs area.  I got in at 1:30am this morning and Case had my favorite El Burritos waiting for me.  It was bliss to see her.  Had a hell of a day, week, month, term.  Anyway, my Sophie girl is probably comfortably snoozing at my sisters house right now.  That sounds good.  I think I'll do the same for a few.</content>
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    <title>tommiah @ 2007-12-03T16:08:00</title>
    <published>2007-12-03T21:17:15Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-03T21:17:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">less than 10 days until my first final of my fourth term..Fourth term already!  I am officially a second-year law student, but I still feel like a first termer.  My stomach still aches at the idea of these finals.  The weather has gone from beautiful to shit-sandwich in a matter of one month.  Every time I walk anywhere now, i get a frozen snot line under my nose as soon as I go outside.  I can't say that I like it here during the winter.  It feels much colder than in IL.  I pretty much sold every single textbook I had owned back today.  I made $200 off of it.  I can pay my Citi bill and I brought Case and my savings account back to the minimum balance where they can't/ won't take any fees.  I talked to my sister today about borrowing some money.  I hate credit cards, but they are so necessary on my budget.  Ugh..I am so broke.  So broke that McDonalds (McGurgles) is a treat.  Should be an interesting Christmas.  Maybe I can take up knitting and make everybody hats and gloves!  Nobody would mind if I used a stappler instead, right?</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>tommiah @ 2007-10-14T19:05:00</title>
    <published>2007-10-14T23:22:59Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-14T23:22:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Balls it is cold here.  I just got back from Cincinnati where it was chilly, but not as cold as here.  It is only mid-October and it is the type of cold that makes your knees, back and neck ache.  I had a wonderful weekend with my beautiful chicka. We ate very well.  I got back today for an interview with Cooley Law Journal!  As much as it was a pain in the ass, I really like the research part of my research and writing class.They pretty much forced us to use the various case reporters and such before allowing us to use the Westlaw case search stuff.  Anyway, I really liked it and that is pretty much what law journal (different than law review) is all about.  I'm also gearing up for the big Mock Trial Competition here.  I think mock trial is probably the most practical thing I am doing here.  All about trial work..getting your feet wet with talking in front of people arguing federal rules of evidence.  I gave Sophie girl a bath today.  However cute she was, she smelled like poop.  I think it was her floppy ears.  Anyway, after I got her out of the tub, she did what Jakers always does when you're trying to dry him off with a towel:  Turned on her side and pretty much rolled around and bit the towel.  No sooner did I get done doing that, and I could tell she had to go outside...it is raining out...and she likes to dig holes...She got mud in her nice clean furs!  Rats.  Case and I went to see Michael Clayton..I really liked the movie, even though there were a lot of blanks in the movie..I thought part of the story was missing.  Over all, I really liked it.  Now, I'm sitting here in the library procrastinating.  We are like 3 weeks behind in evidence and I don't even know where to begin reading...so I'm thinking about not working on evidence.  My stomach is growling and I'm missing Casey.  She brought it to my attention that we bought her engagement ring a year ago.  She also brought it to my attention that I "smelled like balls" when I was getting into the shower the other day...My special lady.  Who else can you count on to tell you that you smell like ass?</content>
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    <title>tommiah @ 2007-09-30T14:33:00</title>
    <published>2007-09-30T18:43:32Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Grades week has come and gone.  Another term here at Cooley.  I made it through my first year with okay grades.  Money is getting a little tight early on because of car repairs.  Don't have any extra to put towards the wedding, but hopefully, home cut will come through on my breaks.  Particularly at thanksgiving week.  Going home next weekend for a friend's big day.  Also, going to Northwestern with Case for a lesson.  Watched college football most of the day yesterday.  Going to watch the rest of the Bear game today and then off to the library for Evidence reading.  I need to find a J-O-B around here I think.  I'm going to quit smoking cigarettes on Monday.  $5 per pack in MI is just too much when I can't afford a good meal without thinking twice about it.  Anywho, feeling down in the dumps lately and don't really know why.  I think I'm starting to get a little jaded with this whole law school thing.  I haven't had much of a break since Christmas of last year.  By "much of a break", I mean more than two weeks to give my stomach and head a rest.  A few more months until another 3 week break though.  Just got to make it through it.  Suck it up, Tom.  I miss you Case.</content>
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    <title>tommiah @ 2007-09-06T19:17:00</title>
    <published>2007-09-06T23:26:03Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-06T23:26:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Back to school.  After Colorado, I worked pretty much the majority of the time I was home.  Of course I didn't get to see everyone I wanted, but it was wonderful being with Casey for a few days.  A few days is never enough, but the way my schedule is looking this term, I guess it will have to be.  I have Business Organization law on Fridays at 6pm!  Shit-sandwich!  Our friends bought me this fucking awesome portable disc golf basket.  We are going camping in a few weeks and I can't wait to use it!  I got home last night pretty late after Case's recital.  She placed beautifully, as expected.  My nieces in particular were in awe...it was great.  Casey looked gorgeous too.  We have dropped alomst $3000 into my car in the past four months.  Crazy shit.  Belts, tires, lifters, radiators, water pumps, and all sorts of other ill shit.  Fuckin car probably isn't even worth that much.  Oh well.  I need to ride it til the wheels fall off.  Party tomorrow at the upstairs friends.  Too bad i have fucking class until 9.  Hopefully she has mercy on us and lets us out early.  I want to put my drinkin' shoes on.  Anyway, time for a little nap and then a night of reading.  I miss case and my friends.  Lonely...oh so lonely.  Did get out discing today though.</content>
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    <title>tommiah @ 2007-08-28T18:26:00</title>
    <published>2007-08-28T23:34:13Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-28T23:34:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Yes, I know it has been ages.  I finished out my term at Cooley, but I don't know how it ended.  I had been really busy with research and writing all term, so study needed to be crammed in the last three weeks.  Anyway, I hope I did okay.  I went out to see Juice!!!  I was very nice.  We went to the river, the resevior, bars, restaurants, just sort of chilled most importantly.  I noticed that we didn't watch tv at all (with the exception of checking the weather channel before disc golf).  We went to the New Belguim Brewing Company and I found this sweet disc I wanted but was too cheap to buy.  When we went discing, I found the exact one I wanted.  Thank you so much for a great time, Juice.  I went to Cincinnati shortly after getting home for a few days.  Casiah took me to Deweys, Qdobas, I helped her move, we went to Jimmiahs (one of her favorites).  I'm so glad you are home now, sweet heart.  I'm so proud of you about post-tonal.  Sofa is probably in my room either napping or ripping apart pairs of my socks.  She chased after a fucking car as soon as we got to my house!  Working at the ol' HC for the rest of my time home.  Other than that, just relaxing.  Will be right back in it in a one week.</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>tommiah @ 2007-08-03T14:24:00</title>
    <published>2007-08-03T18:34:38Z</published>
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    <content type="html">It's the end of week 13 here at Cooley.  Just turned in a paper thats worth 40% of my grade for a class.  Now it's time to buckle down and focus on my exams.  Only have three of them during finals week this term.  Theo ther class I'm takingf involves a research and punctuation test next week prior to the finals in my other classes.  I can't believe it is time for finals again.  Time flies when you are too busy to piss.  Have made it out discing more this term though.  I really need that.  Just the smell of the library makes me sick sometimes.  Good to get out doors.  Went home for a single day to see my Casey last week.  Won't see her again for a few weeks now.  Man, I can't wait to get outta here.  Going to Colorado for a long weekend for my birthday.  Need to remember to take my discs with me.  Working at the ol' donut shop as much as I can.  Tommy brokee.  Anyway, really not much else to report.  Casey bought me an awesome dog and i got my car back.  My dad's business is longer be located at the old Jefferson St. address.  Anyway, back to the books.  Miss you, case.  Miss you, friends.</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>tommiah @ 2007-07-16T12:14:00</title>
    <published>2007-07-16T16:31:36Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I am so ready for this term to be over, but I'm not ready for another round of exams...after this term, I only get two weeks for break...two weeks.  I am so broke right now, and I have car insurance due at the end of August, a doctor's appointment, and a dentist appointment not to mention rent, license plate sticker, I think life insurance...books..Home Cut will only go so far.  Julie, possibilities of a Colrado trip are slowly fading away.  I didn't sleep at all last night and today is going to be a long one.  I just got out of class, have to wait around for a SBA Civ Pro tutorial, maybe go home or come back here to the lib, Mock Trial meeting at 5, and then computer westlaw training for research and writing from 6 to 9??  Man, what have I gotten myself into.  I have to schedule my classes on Wednesday during class, so that means I'm skipping (as much as I hate to, thanks to the good people in the Cooley registrer's office).  Research and writing has been consuming my time, but I think it has been going okay.  Just too many cases to skim through.  Case visited me this weekend, which was much needed.  I'm really missing my friends back at home right now.  People here just aren't the same, and I'm not sure I ever really adjusted...if I did, my best pal is now going to a Chicago school.  My boy randy is still here to keep me in disc golf competition, and some other good friends, but I've been finding myself surrounded by people that I'm not sure really get me...understand me.. I have always had a tough time opening up and putting my guard down, so a lot of it is my own fault..but I just don't feel comfortable with people I thought I could trust anymore.  Maybe I'm just being dumb, but I usually have right-on gut feelings about things.  I really miss Casey too.  I have been smoking too many cigarettes.  The car thing is still unresolved right now (going on week 6).  I guess I could threaten legal action, but what purpose would it serve?  Increase the probability that this mechanic will just screw things up more?  Either way, I'm not too happy right now.  I know Casey is most likely with our new doggie Sophie and I can't be there.  I know I haven't seen my nieces and nephew in a long time..or my sisters.  Just bummed.  "A terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day [week already, month, term]".  No place to go but up, right?  It is hard to keep a good man down, right?  The glass is half full?  Tomorrow is another day?  "The sun is always shining...but sometimes you have to look above the clouds to see it."?  It could always be worse?</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>tommiah @ 2007-07-02T19:47:00</title>
    <published>2007-07-03T00:04:25Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-03T00:04:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Good bye, Dover's Crossing..Hello, University Court.  I have moved one complex over to a place that is $120 cheaper and I have roommates.  I living with the first person I met at Cooley.  Her name is Haley and she is very nice.  We have a third roommate that goes home on the weekends to his wife and child somewhere else.  I guess he works construction at MSU during the week.  Anyway, things are going pretty good, despite the fact I am pretty much broke and still don't have my car back.  Research for my memo for Research and Writing is going well.  I have found my statute and several cases dealing with a number of issues on my topic.  I have also found two law review journals to help me out in getting some national cases (as opposed to just Michigan ones).  My good buddy Brian got married a week ago.  It was a very nice wedding and reception.  Case was here this weekend and helped me out a ton.  Thank you so much, babe.  I miss you already and so does Abby.  I am taking Dana to the airport tomorrow morning at 5am.  Yikes!  I have a meeting with my academic advisor tomorrow to focus on a concentration for litigation. Competing in a moot court comp this coming weekend with a criminal procedure focusing on probable cause and 4th amendment issues.  My 8th grade teacher passed away this weekend from cancer at a very young age.  I'm sure he'll be cheering for the Yankees and Packers from heaven. Other than that, not much else happening.</content>
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    <title>tommiah @ 2007-06-11T17:49:00</title>
    <published>2007-06-11T21:51:25Z</published>
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    <content type="html">1. Who was your first prom date?&lt;br /&gt;Case-o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Who was your first room mate?&lt;br /&gt;Paul Anderson…or, judging by the mouse turds found in my closet after I moved out, Mickey Mouse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What was your first Alcoholic drink?&lt;br /&gt;Church Wine….first unauthorized alcoholic drink= Jack Daniels Summer Punch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What was your first job?&lt;br /&gt;Cleaning and taking out the garbage of my dad’s office twice a week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What was your first car?&lt;br /&gt;1984 Cadillac Eldorado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Who was the first person you texted today?&lt;br /&gt;Brian &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Who is the first person you thought of this morning?&lt;br /&gt;Casey…at 6:07am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Who was your first grade teacher?&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Stewart…she bumped me up to the regular reading level&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Where did you go on your first ride on an airplane?&lt;br /&gt;Disney World&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. When you snuck out of your house for the first time, who was it with? &lt;br /&gt;Never really had to sneak out, but if I did, I’m sure it was with one of my sisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Where was your first sleep over?&lt;br /&gt;Probably over at my old neighbor Morris’s house &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Who was the first person you talked to this morning?&lt;br /&gt;Dana or Caitlin…or the bus driver…probably the bus driver but it wasn’t a full sentence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Whose wedding were you in the first time?&lt;br /&gt;I was an alter boy at my Uncle Mark’s wedding and a groomsman in my sister and Jeffs &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What is the first thing you do in the morning?&lt;br /&gt;Go to the bathroom or make a pot of coffee…it varies btw the two&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What was the first concert you ever went to?&lt;br /&gt;Insane Clown Posse was the first one I went to with my best pal Derek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. First tattoo or piercing?&lt;br /&gt;Probably will never have one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. First crush?&lt;br /&gt;Katie...or maybe Carla (Laura's classmate) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. First (and last) TRUE love?&lt;br /&gt;Case-o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. When was your first detention?&lt;br /&gt;Never had one, but was pretty close in grade school…damn rule against snowballs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. What was the first state you lived in?&lt;br /&gt;Illinois&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Who was the first person to break your heart?&lt;br /&gt;Case…..those farts she produces are enough to handle the jorb &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Who will be the first to repost this?&lt;br /&gt;Case-o, most likely</content>
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    <title>tommiah @ 2007-06-02T15:53:00</title>
    <published>2007-06-02T20:09:07Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Yeah, yeah...it has been a while.  I have gotten all of my 2nd term grades back....three solid B's and a much disappointing C in property II....but I passed it, right?!  The funny thing is property was one of my more favorite classes.  I enjoyed the professor's lectures and the readings were interesting.  I don't know what happened, but oh well.  To be honest, I wouldn't be as blue over it if I had gotten a C in contracts.  I have no interest in the subject matter of contracts and didn't really give as much effort in studying and pretty much "half-assed" it all term to the extent that I could do so.  Yet, somehow, I got a solid B!  Meanwhile, I devoted countless hours to studying for property: both for actual class and the exam.  I read every single case, did all of the principal problems, took pretty good notes, studied with a supplement, etc...Goes to show you never can tell.  Maybe the prof was having a bad day when he graded mine or I fucked up pretty good on the multiple choice section.  Anyway, Case and I went to Summer Camp, which was fucking awesome.  Got to spend some time with the friends, but not nearly enough.  Going to a bachelor party for a good friend in Chicago next weekend.  Got pretty hammered this past Thursday.  Went discing snd fell asleep for most of Friday.  Woke up early today and was at the library by 8:30 this morning.  Good almost all of research and writing done, finished Civ Pro (even though we are one and a half classes behind in it), and working on Crim Pro (both catching up, and this week's assigned reading) tonight.  I miss my beautiful Casey.  It rained her this afternoon and it would have been the perfect time for a little nap with her.  No idea what else I'm doing today.  Maybe I'll watch Batman I!!!  I remember when that first came out.  Just about everything I got that Christmas was Batman related.  My mom even made me a Batman throw rug.  I think I am working on my third travel mug of coffee today.  I actually packed a lunch and took it over to the Cooley center to eat it and watch some Cable TV.  I tried to sign a lease to live with my friend Haley yesterday, but there are a few ins and outs to take care of first.  Other than that, its pretty bored around here.  Kind of want to buy something, but....don't really have any ideas other than a dog or IPOD speakers.  I think Case would chop my dick off if I went and bought a dog without her.  I'd name her Jody.  Or I'd buy two and name them Chunk and Turd.  Or Poop and Smear.</content>
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    <title>tommiah @ 2007-05-09T12:43:00</title>
    <published>2007-05-09T16:55:32Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-09T16:55:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well,almost finished with week one of my third term of law school.  Time flies when you're having fun, I guess....although, I'm not sure I would use fun and law school in the same sentence.  Yesterday was a horribly long day.  Immediately after class, I tried to get my crim pro reading done by waiting around for the reserve book at the library.  I bought the book on-line and it has not arrived yet, but I still needed to do the reading for today.  After about three hours of waiting around for it, one of my classmates came to the library and I photo copied the better part of the assignment out of his book, but there was still 32 pages I needed to read and had to wait for the reserve copy to get back (not enough money on my ID to make 32 more photo copies).  So I left for a little while, thinking that the later I went back to the library, the more likely it would be there for me to use...So I went and had a few beers with Thomas, Caitlin, Dana and George...I grabbed something to eat and then went back...I didn't get home til well after midnight.  I talked to Case only for a few minutes andf felt really bad because I just couldn't keep my eyes opened, and I think like I came across to her as not caring about her day.  Visiting Case and visits frim her are usually the only thing I really have to look forward to during the term, although, I have to admit I was a little bit excited about our new batch of classes.  Anyway, Case, I didn't mean to seem grumpy last night.  I just had a really long day and didn't want to take it out on you and I was soooo tired.  Ironically enough, I didn't even need to read the pages I was waiting for the reserve for...Isn't that they way things go?!  I was actually really pissed.  I'm sorry babe.  Anyway, Case is coming up here in another week!!!!!  Eeewow!  Then we have Summer Camp Music Fest, then I have Brian's bachelor party, then Brian's wedding!!!  Anyway, I think I need a nap..feel really drained and it is raining out.  Perfect for napping!</content>
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    <title>tommiah @ 2007-04-20T08:40:00</title>
    <published>2007-04-20T12:46:21Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-20T12:46:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So, today is my last final of the term....then (If I'm lucky) I'll be a third term law student!!  Ugh.  I can't wait to go home...rather I can't wait to get out of here.  Case is back at home.  My friends are there.  My family.  Home Cut. El Burrito.  Sub Dock II.  West Park.  Last time I was home was end of Jan when Case and I got engaged.  I puked all over Jay's car door.  I found out I passed all of my classes.  Two weeks is all I get.  Part of that will be spent in Cincinnati.  Man, I can't wait to get home.  Maybe we can go look at puppiahs if we get a chance.  Totally wish I was going to Jazzfest this year.  Wish I could see Julie for a few days.  Anyway, better civ pro it up for the next five hours....Can't wait to see you, sweet heart (Thats you Case...no...not you Jakers, although I can't wait to see you either!  I should return the furs you left in my fridge.)</content>
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    <title>tommiah @ 2007-04-09T14:11:00</title>
    <published>2007-04-09T18:13:54Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Rats.  I just spent fucking for hours on 64 contracts 2 multiple choice and I only got 58% of them correct.  Balls!  Tricky questions or am I just we-tah-did?  I fucking hate contracts.  I can't wait to get out of here for a few weeks.  Maybe hit up west park for some disc golf.  Want to tour the green house hall with ma boo.  Maybe I should move on to torts for a little while....where things might make a little sense anyway.  poopsmith.  hope everyone's easter was okiah.</content>
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