<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2015385659942628233</id><updated>2012-01-21T21:29:19.032-08:00</updated><category term='technology'/><category term='baby'/><category term='panic'/><category term='bar exam'/><title type='text'>RegsSpice does:</title><subtitle type='html'>A blog about the day to day crazies suffered by a mom and craft-a-holic.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regsspice.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2015385659942628233/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regsspice.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>RegsSpice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03335687473281695917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2015385659942628233.post-8928164891027208712</id><published>2009-08-12T15:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T15:56:23.854-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='technology'/><title type='text'>iPod is the DEVIL</title><content type='html'>So I have a 160 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;gb&lt;/span&gt; Classic that doesn't even begin to hold my vast collection of audio.&lt;br /&gt;It is my pseudo-best friend.&lt;br /&gt;I take it everywhere. It goes to football games, to parties, to the grocery store.&lt;br /&gt;It is on all the time. In the office, in the car, sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;It was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;, just chugging along as usual, turning out my various episodes of Firefly, then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;NCIS&lt;/span&gt;, when WHAM. I got the RED CIRCLE of DEATH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now frustrated, I have taken ALL advice available &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;on t&lt;/span&gt;he web, including whacking it on one hand while resetting with the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I is supposed to do now? Life seems so boring and uneventful without a kick ass soundtrack!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2015385659942628233-8928164891027208712?l=regsspice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regsspice.blogspot.com/feeds/8928164891027208712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2015385659942628233&amp;postID=8928164891027208712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2015385659942628233/posts/default/8928164891027208712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2015385659942628233/posts/default/8928164891027208712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regsspice.blogspot.com/2009/08/ipod-is-devil.html' title='iPod is the DEVIL'/><author><name>RegsSpice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03335687473281695917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2015385659942628233.post-8706042017894049202</id><published>2009-07-31T15:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T15:07:39.455-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='panic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bar exam'/><title type='text'>Soo...This is NEWS!</title><content type='html'>So Here is the big announcement: I'm pregnant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No , I did not plan it. Yes, I am very excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thebump.com/?utm_source=ticker&amp;amp;utm_medium=HTML&amp;amp;utm_campaign=tickers"&gt;&lt;img src="http://global.thebump.com/tools/tickers/tt31cb8.aspx" alt=" Pregnancy Ticker" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much for the panic of the excruciating Bar Exam, I had morning sickness for BOTH DAYS!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2015385659942628233-8706042017894049202?l=regsspice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regsspice.blogspot.com/feeds/8706042017894049202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2015385659942628233&amp;postID=8706042017894049202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2015385659942628233/posts/default/8706042017894049202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2015385659942628233/posts/default/8706042017894049202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regsspice.blogspot.com/2009/07/soothis-is-news.html' title='Soo...This is NEWS!'/><author><name>RegsSpice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03335687473281695917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2015385659942628233.post-8661827382691073925</id><published>2009-02-09T16:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T17:01:37.010-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bang Head *Here*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Franklin Gothic Book;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Conniption-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-left: 36pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Pronunciation:&lt;span style="font-family:Franklin Gothic Book;"&gt; \k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;ə&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Franklin Gothic Book;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;ˈ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Franklin Gothic Book;"&gt;nip-sh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;ə&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Franklin Gothic Book;"&gt;n\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-left: 36pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Franklin Gothic Book;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Function:&lt;em&gt;noun&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Franklin Gothic Book;font-size:100%;"  &gt;                 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; a fit of rage, hysteria, or alarm (went into &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;conniptions)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Franklin Gothic Book;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I am down to 14 days until EXAM DAY. I have reached the boiling point…I honestly think may head might explode if I cram any more crap into it. I have had weird dreams…people talking to each other in a snippet, which is subsequently followed by a multiple choice question regarding the legal ramifications of the viewed scene. Makes me very tired by the time I wake up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Franklin Gothic Book;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I know it is something every practicing attorney has gone through, but you would think that they would WARN you of the goofy side effects. In my less than magnificent endeavors to become a licensed attorney in the state of Florida, I took a look back at how I got to this point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Franklin Gothic Book;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Here are my top 10 reasons for someone NOT to go to law school:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Franklin Gothic Book;font-size:100%;"  &gt;10.  &lt;em&gt;If you can't think of anything better to do or you are undecided where you are going in your life.&lt;/em&gt; My advice: get a hobby, learn to knit, find a new job, or buy a dog/cat. Pregnancy is always an option…if you really want to go that way. May even be cheaper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Franklin Gothic Book;font-size:100%;"  &gt;9.  &lt;em&gt;You want to make money&lt;/em&gt;. This is crap because you spend so much money getting to the point where you can WORK as an attorney that it is counterintuitive to think this way. Then you end up working 80 hours a week for some shoddy firm making $45K a year…that's minimum WAGE!!! Actually..irs about $10.81/hour. you can flip burgers for that...AND they give you health insurance in 6 mos. Also, keep in mind that it will take you 20 years to pay off the loans you incurred going to said law school. Note: You will probably get a job alphabetizing paper for a law firm while going to school for 10 bucks an hour.  Please keep in mind that your boss is not actually a fuckhead or a dumbass, but a lawyer. Oh, wait..same damn thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Franklin Gothic Book;font-size:100%;"  &gt;8.  &lt;em&gt;Speaking of money&lt;/em&gt;- it is neither a pleasant nor nice way to invest $175,000.00 Just buy a damn house. It'll pay off in the long run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Franklin Gothic Book;"&gt;7. &lt;em&gt;You have a significant other&lt;/em&gt;, and plan to keep said party around. They even tell you the first week of law school that if you aren't in a committed relationship you might as well toss them out on their ass. *Note- if you DO wish to dispose of said significant other… go for it. It works 90% of the time! (I'm in the 10%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Franklin Gothic Book;"&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Franklin Gothic Book;font-size:100%;"  &gt;6.  &lt;em&gt;You will NOT be smarter&lt;/em&gt;. You will just know more random crap that holds no bearing on everyday life, and you have to lie about your new job at parties. Plus, everyone you know wants legal advice, but you are obligated to keep your trap shut, or tell them to find a lawyer. This makes them stare at you in disbelief because they think you ARE a lawyer, no matter what you TELL them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Franklin Gothic Book;font-size:100%;"  &gt;5.  &lt;em&gt;You have to spend 3 years &lt;/em&gt;(or 2 years, all summer sessions and one extra semester; not that I was counting) of your life wondering why you aren't getting it. You will read, cuss, and groan around your friends, who will stare blankly at you unless they are in law school also. This continues until thankfully, the day after your last set of exams for the final semester..you will get it. The light bulb comes on. But, because your light bulb took so long, you now have insane debt, and a Juris Doctorate degree…but you still cannot call yourself doctor unless you want to teach somewhere. (not that I'm bitter or anything)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Franklin Gothic Book;font-size:100%;"  &gt;4. &lt;em&gt; It's very expensive to start your own firm,&lt;/em&gt; and struggle for many moons until you get your head out of your ass and manage to do something right. If you get lucky, there's no malpractice between the time you open your doors and this exciting event. If you get really lucky, you have clients within the first 3 months who have very easy issues but are willing to pay a lot of money to resolve it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Franklin Gothic Book;font-size:100%;"  &gt;3. &lt;em&gt;Law School professors are really demons&lt;/em&gt; sent to torture you, unless of course, you make a point to tell them how wonderful, insightful, and brilliant they are everyday. Whether you do or not, however, they still fail you on the 3 hour exam because you weren't as smart as they were in the 6 weeks they took to write the question and model answer. Assholes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Franklin Gothic Book;font-size:100%;"  &gt;2. &lt;em&gt;They do not; I repeat, DO NOT, teach you law in LAW school&lt;/em&gt;. Guess that's a surprise? The purpose is to make you &lt;strong&gt;think&lt;/strong&gt; like a lawyer, which basically makes everyone else you know seem like an idiot, or they think you are a complete bitch for correcting the thought or trying to make sure you fully understand what they are saying. Either way is not much fun for anyone. You keep quiet a lot more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Franklin Gothic Book;font-size:100%;"  &gt;1.  &lt;em&gt;Stress&lt;/em&gt;. The amount of stress the human body can endure is amazing, but the amount of stress that Law students endure will kill small farm animals within weeks. The bar exam is enough to kill large zoo animals in mere days. Keep your day job- or if you can do math (other than the prerequisite 30% required for lawyers, ) Go to MEDICAL SCHOOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Franklin Gothic Book;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If you don't take my advice- don't blame me when you are writing your own blog in 3 years bitching about how bad it was….I tried to help you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2015385659942628233-8661827382691073925?l=regsspice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regsspice.blogspot.com/feeds/8661827382691073925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2015385659942628233&amp;postID=8661827382691073925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2015385659942628233/posts/default/8661827382691073925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2015385659942628233/posts/default/8661827382691073925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regsspice.blogspot.com/2009/02/bang-head-here.html' title='Bang Head *Here*'/><author><name>RegsSpice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03335687473281695917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2015385659942628233.post-2900853276917051901</id><published>2009-01-14T15:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T15:13:22.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We recorded what?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yes. Me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In the early stages of dementia as Property rolls on in the review course, I was inclined to determine what creature of the night I was. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;table style="width: 320px; border: 1px solid gray; font: normal 12px arial, verdana, sans-serif; background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="background: white; color: black; padding: 5px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font: bold 20px 'Times New Roman', serif; display: block; margin-bottom: 8px;"&gt;Which creature of the night are you?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div style="font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 4px;"&gt;Your Result: &lt;b&gt;Incubus/Succubus&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="width: 200px; background: white; border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 83%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 10px; border: none; background: white; color: black;"&gt;It's all about feeding, isn't it?  You pay them back from their energy, though.  You give them something (your drama) that will keep them distracted from life, which you consider a terrible joke.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Ghost&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 74%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Vampire&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 71%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Sorceror&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 36%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Demon&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 34%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Werewolf&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 31%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Cthulu Spawn&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 9%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="text-align: center; padding: 8px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/which_creature_of_the_night_are_you"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Which creature of the night are you?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/"&gt;Quiz Created on GoToQuiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Apparently it's broken, because there is no result for "bloodsucking lawyer wanna be".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's just sad.  I would have put that at the top of my list.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2015385659942628233-2900853276917051901?l=regsspice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regsspice.blogspot.com/feeds/2900853276917051901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2015385659942628233&amp;postID=2900853276917051901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2015385659942628233/posts/default/2900853276917051901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2015385659942628233/posts/default/2900853276917051901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regsspice.blogspot.com/2009/01/we-recorded-what.html' title='We recorded what?'/><author><name>RegsSpice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03335687473281695917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2015385659942628233.post-8394653910021947777</id><published>2009-01-14T14:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T14:13:40.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rules Against Perpetuity</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=''&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Bookman Old Style; font-size:10pt'&gt;&lt;strong&gt;perpetuity&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;span style='color:blue; text-decoration:underline'&gt;&lt;em&gt;uncountable&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Bookman Old Style; font-size:10pt'&gt;The quality or state of being &lt;span style='color:blue; text-decoration:underline'&gt;perpetual&lt;/span&gt;; &lt;span style='color:blue; text-decoration:underline'&gt;endless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;						&lt;span style='color:blue; text-decoration:underline'&gt;duration&lt;/span&gt;; &lt;span style='color:blue; text-decoration:underline'&gt;uninterrupted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;						&lt;span style='color:blue; text-decoration:underline'&gt;existence&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Bookman Old Style; font-size:10pt'&gt;Something that is perpetual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style='font-family:Bookman Old Style; font-size:10pt'&gt;(law) A &lt;span style='color:blue; text-decoration:underline'&gt;limitation&lt;/span&gt; intended to be &lt;span style='color:blue; text-decoration:underline'&gt;unalterable&lt;/span&gt; and of &lt;span style='color:blue; text-decoration:underline'&gt;indefinite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;						&lt;span style='color:blue; text-decoration:underline'&gt;duration&lt;/span&gt;; a &lt;span style='color:blue; text-decoration:underline'&gt;disposition&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span style='color:blue; text-decoration:underline'&gt;property&lt;/span&gt; which attempts to make it &lt;span style='color:blue; text-decoration:underline'&gt;inalienable&lt;/span&gt; beyond certain limits fixed or conceived as being fixed by the general law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bar prep is wholly an unexciting event. There is something gratifying in cramming such a superfluous amount of legal jargon into your head in a 10 week period so that you can regurgitate it for a meager 2 day event. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok- I lied. This seems like eternity…and it's only Wednesday…or at least I think it still is… 41 days to go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Can someone send me a pair of blunt knitting needles so I cannot harm myself? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I mean….seriously…? Who thought of this? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2015385659942628233-8394653910021947777?l=regsspice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regsspice.blogspot.com/feeds/8394653910021947777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2015385659942628233&amp;postID=8394653910021947777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2015385659942628233/posts/default/8394653910021947777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2015385659942628233/posts/default/8394653910021947777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regsspice.blogspot.com/2009/01/rules-against-perpetuity.html' title='Rules Against Perpetuity'/><author><name>RegsSpice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03335687473281695917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2015385659942628233.post-307277948949337305</id><published>2009-01-12T17:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T17:10:44.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Days are here in MARCH</title><content type='html'>Preparation for the Florida Bar exam has begun. I have misplaced all of my knitting *intentionally, mind you* so that I can study for the damn test. I have noticed, however, that the lack of connection with any fiber makes me cranky and very fussy. Straps has decided that i need to make socks...but I keep trying to explain to him that I cannot answer questions or highlight information with extremely sharp #0 needles without accidently managing to stab myself in the face.  :)  Maybe next week...or maybe I will have to starve myself from my very strong fiber diet...until:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.7is7.com/otto/countdown.html?year=2009&amp;amp;month=2&amp;amp;date=24&amp;amp;hrs=8&amp;amp;ts=24&amp;amp;min=00&amp;amp;sec=0&amp;amp;tz=local&amp;amp;lang=en&amp;amp;show=dhms&amp;amp;mode=t&amp;amp;cdir=down&amp;amp;bgcolor=%23CCFFFc&amp;amp;fgcolor=%23000000&amp;amp;title=Countdown%20To%20the%20BAR%20EXAM%21%21%21" width="250" height="365" scrolling="no" frameborder="1" style="overflow:hidden;width:15.6em;height:22.8em;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.7is7.com/otto/countdown.html?year=2009&amp;amp;month=2&amp;amp;date=24&amp;amp;hrs=8&amp;amp;ts=24&amp;amp;min=00&amp;amp;sec=0&amp;amp;tz=local&amp;amp;lang=en&amp;amp;show=dhms&amp;amp;mode=t&amp;amp;cdir=down&amp;amp;bgcolor=%23CCFFFc&amp;amp;fgcolor=%23000000&amp;amp;title=Countdown%20To%20the%20BAR%20EXAM%21%21%21"&gt;Countdown To the BAR EXAM!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2015385659942628233-307277948949337305?l=regsspice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regsspice.blogspot.com/feeds/307277948949337305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2015385659942628233&amp;postID=307277948949337305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2015385659942628233/posts/default/307277948949337305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2015385659942628233/posts/default/307277948949337305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regsspice.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-days-are-here-in-march.html' title='Happy Days are here in MARCH'/><author><name>RegsSpice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03335687473281695917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2015385659942628233.post-1723447408797019343</id><published>2007-11-12T10:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T11:02:42.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's definitely a Monday!</title><content type='html'>I have knitting in my bag waiting for me, but....&lt;br /&gt;1. My baby brothers birthday is Saturday and he wants a hat that I stil haven't finished or brought with me,&lt;br /&gt;2. I need to go to the courthouse to do some research for a paper due Wednesday, but it's Veteran's Day, and therefore the courthouse is closed,&lt;br /&gt;3. I have a Summary Judgment due Thursday that hasn't been started,&lt;br /&gt;4. We are prepping for Daddy to get his knee replaced in a week and I cannot decide what to knit for him,&lt;br /&gt;5. I've been up since 5 because my DH decided to close the very squeaky windows before going to work because I moved a chair outside (he thought there was a prowler), and THEN he called at 6 because he forgot if he closed the garage door, and,&lt;br /&gt;6. I'm beginning to panic because finals are around the corner and I am NOT READY,&lt;br /&gt;7. I wanna knit everything in sight becuase it seems to calm me down, however,&lt;br /&gt;8. It is now time to find a new job and/or try to sell all of my crafty type things I make!&lt;br /&gt;9. The bunny is starting to molt and that freaks me out!&lt;br /&gt;10. Poor Noki was stuck on the back porch last nite for 3-4 hours in the cold and tried to scale the screens! He spent the rest of the night and most of this morning snuggled up next to me trying to get warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to say thank you to all of the soldiers that go out of their way to make it possible for me to even be doing this right now! I love you all and hope you all get home safely!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2015385659942628233-1723447408797019343?l=regsspice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regsspice.blogspot.com/feeds/1723447408797019343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2015385659942628233&amp;postID=1723447408797019343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2015385659942628233/posts/default/1723447408797019343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2015385659942628233/posts/default/1723447408797019343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regsspice.blogspot.com/2007/11/its-definitely-monday.html' title='It&apos;s definitely a Monday!'/><author><name>RegsSpice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03335687473281695917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2015385659942628233.post-1984284877359785989</id><published>2007-10-22T12:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T12:38:13.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, Bother!</title><content type='html'>Here is is, another day in paradise.&lt;br /&gt;The car wasn't ready as promised, and therefore I missed my first class today while waiting on getting YET ANOTHER rental car.&lt;br /&gt;If only these people were as nice as knitters!&lt;br /&gt;As I sit in the front row, trying to pay attention to my Family Law professor, I am unable to stop thinking about the flamingo ball of Lorna's Laces in my purse that has been skewered by the 4 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;dpns&lt;/span&gt; waiting to whip off a luxurious pair of pink and white socks.&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing my best to resist the urge to cast on right here in the front row. Maybe I can hold out for one more hour!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2015385659942628233-1984284877359785989?l=regsspice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://regsspice.blogspot.com/feeds/1984284877359785989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2015385659942628233&amp;postID=1984284877359785989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2015385659942628233/posts/default/1984284877359785989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2015385659942628233/posts/default/1984284877359785989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://regsspice.blogspot.com/2007/10/here-is-is-another-day-in-paradise.html' title='Oh, Bother!'/><author><name>RegsSpice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03335687473281695917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
