urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bellina26 Bellina26 Bellina26 2001-11-08T23:49:06Z urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bellina26:1042 2001-11-08T23:49:06Z 2001-11-08T23:49:06Z I have discovered that working sucks. It's not my job so much but the whole job thing to begin with. I'm tired most of the time and barely have time for myself. I want to wake up one morning and say fuck it, I'm not going in. But I can't do that anymore. Which sucks.<br /><br />Starting a job has also put me back at square one. My whole life I've been one of the "smart" people. To now be stupid, admittedly more from lack of knowledge than lack of brain power, is rather hard to deal with. Most nights I come home and can't decide whether to bang my head repeatedly against the wall or go to sleep and hope I wake up to discover graduating from school was a bad dream.<br /><br />To top it off, I used my 7 years of higher education well today. I spent 5 hours travelling to and from a hospital in Staten Island to draw diagrams of the parking lot. The worst part is that there are people in our office who have been to this hospital repeatedly and some who live nearby. But no, as a rookie it was my job to go. The information will be used to try and get a case dismissed and was helpful, but still. As if I didn't feel useless enough to begin with.<br /><br />My friend e-mailed me a modify Ally McBeal picture. I'll probably put it up eventually, but not today. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bellina26:813 2001-11-06T23:17:35Z 2001-11-06T23:17:35Z Another slow day at work today. And I found out a screwed up an important project earlier. Ugh. Thanks to <span class='ljuser' lj:user='devinjay' style='white-space: nowrap;'><a href='http://devinjay.livejournal.com/profile'><img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /></a><a href='http://devinjay.livejournal.com/'><b>devinjay</b></a></span> I now have a picture here, though, so that helps. And I have the real Bellina on my lap; she's watching the letters come up on the screen. Silly girl! urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bellina26:733 2001-11-06T02:45:16Z 2001-11-06T02:45:16Z I'm happy; I just figured out the mood icons! urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bellina26:345 2001-11-06T01:06:38Z 2001-11-06T01:06:38Z Hi to anyone who comes and reads this. Blame my friend Dev_ilry for anything stupid about this site since it was his idea to have a non-computer person have a live journal :)<br /><br />Bellina is the name of my youngest dog, and 26 is my lucky number. My older dog is Sammy. They're both pugs and both spoiled beyond belief. They spend the day at doggie daycare while I'm at work.<br /><br />I graduated from law school in May, and I'm now working at a small law firm in Manhattan which specializes in medical malpractice defense work. It's kinda fun but so far I'm not very busy and it can get boring sitting at work with nothing to do.<br /><br />When I'm feeling bitter, I'd say that I spend almost all my time working and working out, and yet am broke and overweight. When I'm not feeling bitter, I'd say that my life is pretty good, although I would like to have a few more friends and be in a happy if not necessarily serious relationship with a nice, tall, smart guy. When you add single and straight to the requirements it's a lot harder to find in this city than you'd think!<br /><br />Well, that's it for tonight. More tomorrow. I don't know how good I'll be about keeping entries in here, but we'll see.