in conversation this weekend...

I.

yesterday afternoon, krista and sandy and i got together over at the quiet storm to do some studying for the MPRE. i forget exactly how it came up, but at one point we were discussing how awful it would be to be pregnant and due right around the time when we'd have to take the bar exam.

and then there was a pause in the conversation, you could practically see the wheels turning in our heads...counting...counting...and then we all simultaneously breathed a sigh of relief, because we realized that all we have to do is stay non-pregnant through the month of october and we're in the clear! the bar exam is a little over nine months away.

II.

i had a nice long conversation with my brother tonight on the phone. i told him how i think i got dumped after two dates via a voice mail message. now, don't fear -- your heroine is not crushed by this in the least! if anything, i find the whole affair kinda hilarious. anyway, so i told my brother the story and we had the following exchange:

daniel: man, he's got balls.
emily: or he's just chickenshit.
daniel: yeah, but it takes balls to be that chickenshit.
emily: indeed.