sooo.....the internet hates me. this became an undeniable realization after my free stolen wifi crapped out on me for the second time - again at a critical juncture in the academic quarter. the time when i have 52 billion things to do that require internet research/writeboard usage/procrastination via IMing/blog reading/the usual suspects.

thanks, internet.

and so i find myself back at the log cabin vomitorium.

sigh.

but all is not lost! i'm making actual progress here. thanks to jodasm, dcsobloop and my brain, which has surprised itself with the fact that it is actually a BRILLIANT LEGAL MIND, i have completed the first major paper, a thrilling, THRILLING I TELL YOU, documentation of the details of Global Crossing Telecommunications, Inc. v. Metrophones Telecommunications, Inc. how thrilling is it, you ask? well, i reference carrot top in the first paragraph. i know. your minds are blown.

the rest of the week involves writing a lengthy story on judicial elections in cook county (if you know anything about that, or judicial elections in general, and if you might be of the opinion that said elections are becoming more political and special interest groups are playing more of a part and money is flowing in, give love an email) and building a super awesome web site on the neighborhood of andersonville. and maybe squeezing in on the closing arguments of the george ryan corruption trial because i am a little, just a little bit in love with the two hot federal prosecutors handling the case. mm. handling.

ahem. then on friday, dcsobloop and i will be at the riviera theater, absorbing the sweet, sweet sounds of the new pornographers and belle and sebastian. did you know people exist out there who do not like the new pron? not that i mean to judge - i am just surprised. i have surrounded myself with fellow carl newman fans for so long that my naive self nearly fell off the chair upon reading it. oh well. more carl for moi!

and then i will be drunk! wait, no. then i will be running 12 miles. having forgotten that i signed up for this little half marathon in d.c. a few months ago, i have also forgotten that i "need" to "train." the training, it is causing me pain. i ran 11 miles on saturday. and you know what? my toenail is going to fall off again. yup. you read it right. it fell off during marathon training in '04, and it's gonna fall off again. and it's just as pleasant as you might imagine. anyway, if you want to see toenail-less, sober, angry, brilliant legal mind catherine, you can catch me hobbling around the RFK stadium area on march 25. i can promise you fun times.

it goes without saying that Go Fug Yourself is a daily must-read (especially in the wake of the oscars), but i really think they've outdone themselves with this imagined interaction between la lohan and sharon stone. go forth and read!

now that it's public knowledge i can publicly congratulate them: cheers to the lovely and wonderful ryan and lisa, who got engaged this weekend! we couldn't be happier for them, and not just cause they do fun stuff like ply us with pomegranate martinis and wear DCist underwear on their heads (well, not lisa). congrats, guys.

besides my head TOTALLY EXPLODING after crash won for best picture (see sarah b for my basic reaction), i basically wanted to throw up during the rest of the oscars because of the repeated, condescending references to how you can't, like, enjoy a movie at all unless you are watching it in a glorious big-screen theater and also buying 10s of bags of popcorns and 12 sodas. it's not MAGICAL that way, don't you see?

did that make anyone else want to punch in the tv screen? gah. am never going to the theater again. not that i can afford it, anyways.

however, in other news, i found jon stewart delightful. three cheers for him making the oscars funny.