Caitlin’s Rebuttal

"I'd like to state for the record that I can swing a mean ax. My nickname for thirty seconds in Guatemala was "Beaver." I took care of that little pickle briskly with the aforementioned ax. "Caitlin:Upon seeing you mention Guatemala, I went back and reread the emails that I had sent during our time there, and I came up with a few memorable quotes that warrant reprinting for all posterity:“In other bright news, I got bitten by a puppy yesterday. Don’t worry, it was somebody’s pet and the owner said it had been vaccinated. It was so cute and tiny that I just had to pet it, but it bit down on my index finger...hard.”"By the two-hour mark, I was feeling hot and sick, the dirt road was INCREDIBLY bumpy, and there were 4 men, 1 woman, 2 children, Caitlin, myself, 1 chicken, and 4 chicks in this truck, as ...continue reading.

Tracy

During the past week, I have haphazardly emailed my resume to every possible job opening that seemed feasible, ranging from "Seeking Part-Time Legal Assistant" to "Psychics Needed! Work from Home!" I finally get a call back today from Tracy at TRAK Legal Placement Services, who left me a perky message asking me to give her a call. I figured she wanted to set up an appointment to talk about what I want for a job, so I returned her call while I was dodging traffic on my way to lunch:"Hi Lindsay, this is Tracy, how are you doing?""I'm well, thank you, and yourself?""Great, thanks. Tell me, what has you looking for a new job?"[Well, Tracy, I thought it would be the fucking awesome to quit my job and live off of love and peanut butter. Why do you think I am looking? I'M UNEMPLOYED and prayer has, thus far, not ...continue reading.

Drowning in ennui.

I have just concluded my first official day of completely unpaid unemployment, and quite frankly, it stank. I have not been this bored and restless in ages. The highlight of my entire day was when Kobe pooped twice, without preamble, in one short walk, which is roughly akin to the surprise I would experience if I awoke tomorrow to find that he'd made me an omelet.Bucket: Thanks for the sushi. I even appreciated the octopus with his mighty suction cups.

I’ve finally written my personal statement, and I believe it’s a winner.

Dear Georgetown Law Center Admissions Committee,I really want to go to your school, although I cannot name one plausible reason beyond desirable name recognition. The commute will be terrible, the tuition is unfathomable, and you were founded by Jesuits, with whom I share only a fondness for breathing. However, all of the people I don't like (or who don't like me, aka Earth) will be forced to be impressed by my astonishing academic success if you accept me. Thus, I am asking that you hesitate not a moment longer, and issue me an immediate admission into your program. You can be sure I'll accept, because I have intelligently chosen to forego applying to any other schools in hopes that I will not have to suffer the indignity of not being able to flaunt my Georgetown law degree.Cheers,Lindsay