congrats on law school!

yes, congrats on the law school. which one? I'd love to talk with you someday about all these issues you allude to in your journal. I think we could learn alot. I like the tattoo idea. It should say maminal or marminal or something in my opinion though. It sucks that people use animal to descibe non-human animals all the time. Good video, great concept.

HOLY SHIT! Congratulations! Where are you headed? I think you said somethin' about a school in SF or somethin' a while ago? Shit, I can't remember. Regardless, Congrats!!!

As for #2, Respekt!

Not as exciting as it sounds maybe (although it is to me), but I am going to be staying at CU. California would have been cool, but I would have been paying more for a lower rated school and leaving all my friends (and Boulder, I'm attached ) Environmental law here is in the top ten, the law school overall is in the top 50, but I was somewhat concerned that I wouldn't get in. I was thrilled when I got my letter

hey, just to let you know....
my roommate has a couple of friends with stuff done by enchanted ink and they have scarred horribly. but i know a few people that have really big/complicated stuff and it's turned out fine. just thought you should know.

good to know. I was worried we'd never have the chance to argue. CU's not too shabby in my opinion. congrats.

Congratulations on non-support of sweatshop labor. Curious though what you think about the freegan option? What if that sweatshop garment was found or second-hand? What then?

As a side note, I had a friend once who only stole from the Gap. She gave the vast majority of her grift away to friends and felt it was a very ethical way of punishing them for their choices in business practice.

oh yeah... and I wanted to throw this your way too.


One ship drives east and another drives west
With the selfsame winds that blow.
Tis the set of the sails
And not the gales
Which tells us the way to go.

Like the winds of the seas are the ways of fate,
As we voyage along through the life:
Tis the set of a soul
That decides its goal,
And not the calm or the strife.

The Winds of Fate by Ella Wheeler Wilcox