2.29.2012

February Photo a Day: Something You're Listening to

San Fran from Oakland
Okay, okay. I'm cheating again. What can I say? I'm limited to a small area and most of my time today was spent in a room with terrible lighting and bad back support with 1200 other nervous people.

I can't take a photo of what I've listened to today because we're not allowed cell phones (thank god) in the test room. The sounds I heard today were the coughing of a thousand people, the bodily movements induced by sitting for 3 hours straight for 2 sessions, the sound of pencils bubbling in our answer booklets. Also, the idiots who opened the HUGE doors to get outside the room to the bathrooms when there was a door open. Sigh. Thank goodness for good earplugs. So, because I couldn't take a photo of all that, you get a view of San Fran from an 11th floor window while I was waiting for the elevator to get my workout on in the hotel gym.

Bar Exam

All these books are in my head right now.
While you are reading this (assuming you read it on the day it's posted), I am taking the 2nd day of the California bar exam (it's 3 days - yuck). The 2nd day is the MBE day, which means 6 hours of multiple-choice wonder (or awfulness, either way). So, positive thoughts right now would be awesome. No, really.

Anyway, I'm obviously writing this in advance (much like all the posts you've been reading the past few weeks -- I blog on my breaks and just do as much as a I can. It's been a nice break.). The last several weeks I've thought a lot about how this is different from the last time around. Some of the differences make me happy and some make me REALLY FREAKED OUT.

For one, this time around I have not studied at the same level of intensity I did Summer 2010. I will be the first to admit that I paid a visit to Crazy Town. I recently found out that a good friend avoided me for the month of July (and maybe part of June). As loyal readers/ followers remember, I also shut myself off from FB and the blog. I studied 9-10+ hours a day (my workouts were walking while listening to mp3 lectures). This time? Not so much.  My studying has been limited to 6-7 hours/ day for 6 days a week. I've done 2 full length MBEs and 1 full length complete bar exam. I amped up my studying to 9+ hours/ day the 10 days leading up the exam. This time, I worked out 30-45 minutes/ day not listening to lectures.

So, I'm both happy that I've had more balance this time around and freaked out that I haven't studied as much. I mean, for some of the subjects (okay, most) this is the 3rd time (in some cases 4th time) I've reviewed the material. At the time of this writing, I'm worried I haven't done enough but at the same time not sure I could have done more. The feeling of shame that I know I'll feel if I don't pass keeps me up at night.  In fact, the last month, I've dreaded going to bed every night knowing that tomorrow brings me one day closer to the inevitable.  I'm excited to be going back to work but at the same time apprehensive because I need to get back up to speed and re-integrated.

At any rate, I'm sure you can't wait for this to be over and stop hearing me complain about the bar all the time.  All and all, the last 2 months have been nice. Erik and I are doing great. I've made new friends and I've lost weight. I've done some cool things.  Now, after tomorrow, it'll be time to re-enter my real life again. I'm looking forward to it.

February Photo a Day: Money

Not actual greenbacks but...
So, I know. This isn't money per se. However, it does show the extent to which Marriott is nickel and dime-ing all the California bar candidates.  If discussing money and costs of things makes you uncomfortable, you should stop reading right now. Some highlights:
  • Internet: $9.95 or $13.95 if you don't want to pay for "lite" internet. I don't know about you, when I'm uploading exam files I don't want "lite" internet service.
  • Breakfast: $25 for scrambled eggs, coffee, potatoes and a random muffin. Oh, and this morning, they delivered hot water instead of coffee. No tea packets either so who knows what they were thinking. I would have opted for a "cheaper" option (cereal at $18) but I have issues eating first thing in the morning and eggs are the only thing I can literally choke down.  Add pre-test jitters and I'm lucky I got $5 worth of this breakfast.
  • Lunch: $14+tax+gratuity, so I'm thinking more like $24 (apparently there's a 21% service charge + $3 delivery on room service!). The brightside is that they deliver it to your room so when you are done with the morning session of the exam it is waiting for you in your room. I would say this may be the only thing worth the money. Also, the sandwiches were HUGE so it will also be lunch tomorrow. Win.
  • Parking: $33/ day for valet, otherwise $24 each entry.
  • Late check out: $99. $99?!!? I find this last charge egregious. Unfortunately, I'm going to pay it because this way I can have my lunch in my room (see above) and don't have to stress out about packing up all my stuff into my car at 7am in the morning before a hard test day (the essay day today was rough, I'm sure it will be rougher after another day of testing). Also, there are 1200+ people taking this test and I'm pretty sure most are in my hotel. Let the chaos ensue. So, my plan is to pack up the car Wednesday night and then have one bag to take to the car with me when I do the late checkout. This way I can leave directly from the exam and get home asap (we have a dinner res at a 2 michelin star restaurant thankyouverymuch).
  • Room Charge: I looked up the price for the hotel for this coming weekend.  It's currently listed for $80 less/ night. The fleecing continues.
So yeah, soooo much money spent to take this stupid exam. I know, I know. First world problems. I'm very lucky that we can pay for these things to make the test less stressful. But, seriously? I'm all for capitalism, but this just seems a bit much.

P.S. Sorry for the length! I've been typing all day and this got a little out of hand.

2.27.2012

February Photo A Day: Something You Ate

So, I've cheated. I have yet to eat this food, but it is food, and it will be eaten at some point over the next few days.
Sorry this one is lame, folks. The California Bar Exam starts tomorrow, and I totally forgot to take a photo of what I ate. Let's just say other things were on my mind. I'm currently watching the Bachelor and trying not to FREAK out. "Hay's in the barn" so to speak so all I can do now is rest up my brain with some brainless tv.

So, if you have been lurking on my blog, now would be an excellent time to delurk and wish me the best of luck. No, really, I'm serious. Yes, I'm shameless and perhaps nervous for no good reason for the exam tomorrow.

Moving to Cali: Reno (Biggest Little City)

Like I said last Monday, Reno deserves it's own post. Erik and I are not big gamblers so we weren't looking to go to any casinos in Reno.  We picked it mostly because it was a convenient stopping point before the final haul to Santa Clara. Plus, I was curious about Reno. Well, Reno delivered. We definitely got quite the experience.  Turns out we were there for the "Street Vibrations" fall rally. For bikers. It shut down the entire main drag, which made for some cool photos.  Needless to say, we stuck out like sore thumbs! We were seriously the only yuppies there.  I found myself wishing I was wearing more leather.

Also, we found out that the day we left (the night of) there was a gang fight involving the Hell's Angels and someone was shot! And THEN the drama followed us to San Jose and there was another gang shooting in retaliation for the shooting in Sparks, NV. Fast forward to a week after that: Erik and I got stuck at a traffic light when hundreds of bikers in a funeral procession for their gang member blocked traffic for minutes. My thought? Where the hell did we move to?! I thought we were moving to Silicon Valley not gangland+graffiti-covered underpasses. Obviously, I'm feeling less afraid of where I live, but initially I was seriously concerned. I do feel less safe here than I did in NY, but that's mostly because there aren't as many people around and I've watched one too many episodes of Criminal Minds.

At any rate, the photos:

Reno was much smaller than expected.
If only we weren't married...
Look how abandoned the street is! It reminds me of one of the final scenes from The Stand in Las Vegas. That may be because it came out when I was 11 and may be one of my favorite movies. I know that's weird. Also among the top, The Ten Commandments...
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Too bad this place is closed. A climbing wall up the side of a building? Coolness.

One of the only photos we felt comfortable taking at the bike show. We didn't want to seem like we were being disrespectful/ cause a confrontation.
"Welcome Street Vibrations"
Photo with a bike.
I'm not sure what the connection is between a storm trooper, Wall St. and Reno or why is was on a trash can.
We gambled 15 minutes with $4. We (okay, Erik. I lost my $2 within 30 seconds) were up $16 for a few minutes and then lost it all. We also got approached by creepy guys asking for money. I just told them I didn't have any cash. It was so awkward and further solidified our opinions about casinos. I just find them depressing. Maybe I'll change my mind when I eventually make it to Vegas.
Looks like a normal town.
Major General Jesse Lee Reno
Reno was named for him in 1868 when "Lake's Crossing, a growing community along the Truckee River in Northern Nevada, was parceled into a proper town site by the Central Pacific Railroad." (from the plaque at the site) He was a civil war hero for the Union and defended the nation's capitol against Confederates.
Requisite courthouse photo.
Sweatshirt for a Rib Cook Off with a Pig... so wrong yet so hilarious.
I'm still sad I left it in the rental car when I returned it! I kept forgetting to call. :( At least it was only $10 because it was from a previous year and at least I have a photo.

2.26.2012

February Photo a Day: Night

My night consisted of packing for the bar and watching Iron Chef.
Yes, I'm bringing free weights and my P57 DVDs to the hotel. I haven't made this much progress for nothin'.
So I don't forget, um, EVERYTHING.

2.25.2012

February Photo a Day: Green

It is unfair to have to study on a day like today.
(Taken outside my gym)

February Photo a Day: Inside My Bathroom Cabinet

Again, much like the closet, I can't believe I'm showing you guys something so not organized/ pretty.
I'm going to treat this as a "before" picture.
And yes, I take a multi-vitamin, calcium (in yummy chew form!), B vitamins and biotin.

This is what I want my cabinet to look like:

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I have the perfect paper too! Ah... after the bar.

2.24.2012

Scavenger Hunt: IRT

When people ask me how I like it here, my brain immediately responds "Yeah, it's okay here but I really miss New York".  Fortunately for everyone in the conversation, I actually say that I'm beginning to really enjoy living here. The weekends, the hiking, the wineries, the weather, blah blah blah. Honestly, though, I miss New York.  Sometimes it just hits me.  I see a photo from one of my NYC friends in Times Square, and I actually feel a small pull at my heart. What I miss the absolute most is not having to drive anywhere.  I feel like I've written about this before (too lazy to cross reference/ look up) or maybe it's just that Erik and I talk about the lack of a subway system every other day at the minimum. I'm actually going to look into ways to take public transit to work when I go back.  It'll take longer but at least I can be productive on the train with wifi.  Blogging time, anyone?

At any rate, it got me thinking about this week's NYC Scavenger Hunt post.  I thought it would be appropriate to write about NYC's first subway system, IRT (Interborough Rapid Transit Company). (Ch. 119)

The original idea for an underground railway system was formulated in 1870 based on Alfred Ely Beach's one-block "secret" pneumatic tube. (Ch. 119) By 1894, there was enough support for a metropolitan subway that the state legislature authorized a Board to oversee the best route and supervise construction. (Ch. 119) The IRT wasn't incorporated until 1902 and initially had a 50-year lease to run the trains. (Ch. 119) "Construction was difficult. The majority of the IRT's right-of-way lay along streets that already had sewer, electric, and telegraph wires buried beneath them." (Ch. 119) As an aside, NYC has a law that all public utilities must be buried under the street because of a blizzard in 1888 that "paralyzed" the city. (Ch. 119) All I can say is thank God. I can't imagine the terribleness that would have ensued after the snowpocalypse of 2010. (And as a further aside, I'm slightly traumatized that I took ZERO photos of that. What the heck, Meaghan?!)

Moving along, once all those sewer, electric, and telegraph wires were out of the way, the workers then had the fun task of tunneling through solid schist (and I'm sure they were thinking of a word that was missing the "c" and the second "s"). (Ch. 119) Their bosses decided that they wanted the original stations to be architecturally interesting and thus hired the same architects that built the Cathedral of St. John the Divine to design the original 28 stations. (Ch. 119) [I'll post on it another time but suffice to say that it is an amazing cathedral]. There are some architectural highlights mentioned in the book, but, unfortunately, I did not get a chance to see them because those were too deep a cut considering my time frame for completion.  Maybe on my next visit!

The IRT was such a great success that even today it follows the same basic layout.  (Ch. 119) What I found particularly interesting is that all the different lines were independently owned and actually competed against each other.  That ended in 1940 when all lines became municipally run. (Ch. 119)


This is part of the South Ferry subway station just inside Battery Park.  It's a 1905 structure and the oldest original shelter still in use (it was part of the original 28 IRT stations).






Part of the original path of the IRT. You could argue that it is credited with the success of the NY Times because Adolph Ochs, the publisher of the NY Times, was convinced to relocated his operations to a "new all-in-one editorial and printing plant along the path of the IRT" because he could get a jump on distribution since the subway was directly beneath his building! (Ch. 124)

2.23.2012

February Photo a Day: Shoes

Yes, I wear slippers for most of the day. Did I mention how I can't wait to be done with this studying stuff?

2.22.2012

February Photo a Day: Where I Work

I've posted photos of where I actually work last fall, but for right now, I "work" at home as you all know.  So, here's where I study all day:


At least it has windows and cute furry kitties (and I can be in PJs as late as I want)!

The good news is that I'll be heading back to work on March 5. CANNOT wait!

Shoes by the Door

I love all the mudroom/ entryway ideas on Pinterest, in magazines, and in catalogs. Love them. However, our "entryway" consists of a 2.5 foot by 3.5 foot span of linoleum that ends with a small span of carpet and then you hit a wall (literally). There's no space for cute little cubbies or even a traditional shoe rack.  Thank goodness we don't live somewhere where we need snow boots any more because I'm not sure where they would go! Hooks for coats and such could work but they would have to be small since there's only about 5 inches of clearance behind the door.

I looked at a bunch of stores, but I couldn't find what I had in mind.  There were some cute ideas on Pinterest, so here's my inspiration:


Cute but only applicable to heels. E's shoes would not have a home. Deal-breaker. Source.




Looked like it might be a good idea. However, we didn't have the clearance behind the front door. Source.
I liked it, but 2 things: 1) The feet are a little creepy and 2) It does not look very sturdy (since we'll be putting more than just flip flops on it. Source.
So, I did what any normal person who didn't know how to solve my organization problem would do: I went to the Container Store. Unfortunately, they didn't have anything directly on point.  I wanted something that was made with wires (a la the 3rd pin above) but still looked classy. I was thinking of something like a generic shoe rack that you could just attach to the wall. How hard is that to find?

Just when I had almost given up, elfa came to my rescue.  If something can be attached to the elfa rails, then why can't it be attached to a wall (with the appropriate anchors obviously)? Thanks to my handy hubby, our shoes now are off the floor and out of the "death zone" as I like to call it because Erik literally would step out of his shoes RIGHT in front of the door and I would trip over them (and almost die) whenever I would come home after him.

I know I always include photos with my cats photo bombing, but isn't this one hilarious? She saw the open door and tried to make her escape! I think she actually made a little frustrated noise when I caught her at the threshold and shut the door. Foiled again! 

This photo also shows you the limited clearance we have behind the door.
This is the extent of our entry way. We have a photo canvas on order for behind the door so that space will be filled soon. Hooks for a coat would be too bulky (and unsightly) we think.  And yes, our door is covered in magnets... Our fridge is stainless steel and therefore not magnetized. We love our collection of magnets though and put them up behind the door. A little juvenile? Yes, but I'm not that bothered.
I think that the shoe racks turned out nicely and aren't super obtrusive. They are very sturdy thanks to Erik's handiness. I mean, I would LOVE to have one of those cubby hole benches with hooks above it and perhaps a mirror, but look at the space I had to work with. As Tim Gunn would say: Make it work!

In summary,
Cost: $14 (the shoe racks were on sale for $6.99/ piece)
Time: 15 minutes of husband time
Verdict: No more risking death coming home after Erik.