Friday, June 23, 2006

"I look at you and I'm home"

the quote is from finding nemo, dorey says it to marlin, this is the line that made me cry over a children's movie, with my niece and nephews sleeping on me. It drove home what it is like to be so far removed from family that mine is my mother, anything else is a plane ticket and usually an international affair. Case in point my cousin Karen's wedding.

It is to be the event that fuels desi moms with enough material to harass their un-wed daughters for at least 7 hours with out stopping for breath. and the icing is supposed to be that it is in NYC. No that does not make it great (albeit does make it 'home') the bloody indian wedding is still in Queens which is not the same thing.

Further, this notion of home. It's strange how attached people assume you are to where you are born. Living here, growing up here (for all practical purposes) has given LA the sense of home. Yes it is different and I never expected to have to explain to someone why I am having a crawfish boil as a graduation party instead of a traditional dinner. But this is where my friends have accepted and loved me in the absence of blood relatives. Ick.

New York as I love it is the artistic cultural expression. Museums, theatre, and hole in the wall restaurants- all of the things not entirely touristy that makes it feel like it has a soul (like New Orleans- even during Mardi Gras). and not anything that I can explain to my family. That I'm not ever going to have an arranged marriage, that I might not marry an Indian, that I might not marry at all. and all of the words in any language that I could give them would still make me sound "American" and a sell-out. and the diet coke of desi... (oh yeah it's coming!) just one calorie not quite indian enough. as much as I can blog it- the challenge today is to tell mommiey that I changed my ticket to go to Phoenix for a 2nd interview and am not putting life on hold to sit through 3 days of religious ceremonies, because that is not where I want to be. I had a point, I think I lost it.

Wednesday, June 21, 2006

You do know its 108 degrees in phoenix, right?

June 12 was the LSAT and no scores until the 29th. Now we wait until we get the scores to see if we are taking this beast again in September. Please god do not make me have to take it again in September. (but I beat nugget on a practice 2x!)

The schools I am looking at- Southern as a safety, Tulane, Loyola, Loyola in Chicago, NYU for good measure, and Penn State because I want the dual MBA. Maybe others but that is the list as of now... In talking to Chicago he says "no IVY league schools?" and I say I am trying to be realistic. He says "why?" and I say because on the off chance that you get in, it's and ivy league school. and I am focused on the idea of loans that amount to enough debt to buy small islands. He still thinks I am selling myself short, but the point he makes is not to take the safe bet but to swing for the rafters. I can not tell you how much I cherish him for that.

Taking the Kaplan bit I am plagued by the Margaret Cho version of how this will play out... I am going to be working at McDonald's in Kenner (because most of New Orleans is still un-liveable with rent being ridiculous) making $9.50 and hour plus weekly bonuses for staying there (yes that is the going rate in NO for the lowly mop pushers) to pay off student loans. I am going to live in a FEMA trailer, next to McDonald's because I will not be able to afford gas, and kids will vandalize my trailer with graffiti, and all of the cats in a 10 mile radius will come and keep me company, I will die alone mostly because I'm going to be fat (see the aforementioned working at McDonald's... It will lend itself to only eating at McDonald's) and not just regular fat, we're talking freakin crazy fat!

and to this darling Rick says... "Aww honey, don't worry. We'll make sure you are a trophy wife before you decide to get fat." so those are my choices...nice.

In other news, we are looking for the job w/in the company that will buy a year- literally. At this point it is humbling to admit I will move almost anywhere provided the job that goes with it is amazingly more than what I make now. And that is my criteria. $. Even phoenix. Hence Chicago hopes I really do break my leg in the 2nd interview. Ick.