Pickup Artist? SCOTUS?

November 2, 2008
I end up waking up and hanging on Stickam for a bit. Someone on Stickam I know is having a few drinks with her roommates, so I like, “What the fuck, lets have a few drinks too.” Notice, I haven’t eaten anything yet and I started the drank at 4:00ish.
I have a snack at 6:00ish and don’t eat anything real until 9:30. I speak to Corinne and Nikki for most of the night.
I watch three episodes of The Pickup Artist, which is an interesting reality show on VH1. It allows an expert pickup artist (picking up women), Mystery, and he finds a handful of geeky, socially inept guys in their 20s and teaches them to work it hard. Fuckin’ Mystery is a weird ass motherfucker. He needs to learn how to dress like a non-Goth, non-fag douche.
They start off really awkward, but they at least have the balls to try to make moves. They get a huge makeover and start getting lessons on shit.
False time constraint: Fake that you have to go somewhere like meeting up with friends, so that you put desire onto yourself.
Neg: A douchebag comment that is meant to make her feel she needs to qualify herself onto you.
IOI: Indicator of interest, showing interest.
Set: A group of 4 girls, a 4 set. Starting a set involves initiation and attempting to start conversation.
Fuckin’ just random vocab that this show has. A lot of it seems like common sense or over thought douchebaggery. However, it’s really rough watching some of the guys just shot down like horribly.

November 5, 2008
I don’t have class tomorrow until 6:20 because one of my classes is cancelled. I end up getting a 97 on my midterm on Administrative Law. A class that I hated, but I’ve gornw o to like it because it’s starting to move towards Supreme Court cases. I felt that the class was really disorganized, but I felt that I prepared well for the midterm and the class started making more sense.
Josh ends up coming past 8:00 to do stuff. We pregame at my place and then go out for food. We go to Crif Dogs, which is giving out free hotdogs and a drink because post-Election Day.
About that, you know I don’t like either candidate. Election Day was crazy and people were so loud and cars were honking all over. It felt like the end of WWII or something and the soldiers were coming back. Guess they saw it as the second coming of Christ… Sighs…
We then go to Bamn! and I get a bacon chesseburger against from the “vending” machine. It’s mighty good. It’s good hanging with Josh and getting some shitface going.
I’m drunk and bored, so end up spending 20 minutes reading the oral arguments over a case involving the FCC that is pending.
I also listen for over an hour of the oral arguments of Morse v. Frederick (Bong Hits 4 Jesus case). It’s weird that I’m spending so much time on this shit, but I guess it’s really good that I’ve found stuff on interest that I’m doing this, including reading about 8 cases a week for my Civil Liberties class.

November 6, 2008
I find out that I should have enough vodka for tonight, but I’m gonna have to reup on that shit tomorrow. I get my Civil Liberties midterm back. It get a fuckin’ B in my favorite class, probably one of my favorite classes I’ve ever taken. I feel that she grades the shit really rough, but whatever. I guess I’ll have to destroy the final and final paper, which I’m looking forward to.
I also apply to a cool program where if I get in, I get to shadow an NYU law student for a week and go to classes. I hope I get in, though they ask for a resume, and my shit is probably weak and ugly…