misstyrios

so i'm feeling like i'm ready to join the land of the living again. finally. when you're able to appreciate the absence of pain, it's a damn good thing. thanks for all the lovin' in the meantime.

so i have decided that i'm not going to let law school completely rule my life. as i have stated, i am a dork and i do tend to throw myself into my work (and, yes, i've even been known to enjoy it sometimes too). but i'm going to make a conscious effort to write as well. and i'm not talkin' case briefs and memos. i'm talkin' pretty much anything but. i miss just writing for the sake of writing. my latest fun idea is to imagine some sort of misstyrios's-own-personal-hell reality tv show in which every person i have ever slept with is forced to live in a house together for a week. it's a sort of cathartic exercise in self-deprecating humor. it's forcing me to look back over the years and remember those lovely (and not-so-lovely) boys that have entered (ahem) my life, even if not for very long. there's only one whose name i cannot for the life of me remember. junior year of college...he had nipple rings...he was blonde...dammit, what was his name??

too much information, perhaps?