why Dating = Law School shopping = Fishing on the White River

somehow sleep deprivation helps me focus on what is important in life. And make connections. I think its like electrocution for my brain or something--brings pertinent things to the surface. So i sleep through about half the drive from Oklahoma to Missouri, and then i'm awake as we make our usual stops there. Then we continue on to Arkansas and arrive at our cozy cabin which will be our home for the next 3 nights and 2.5 days.

And at this point i've slept 5 hours in a bed and 3 in a car in the previous 72 or so hours. i think it was 8 out of 78 at one point. anyway...i'm feeling it. We go to dinner and i had the biggest meal i've ever had...at least i felt like it. i was ready to pass out by 7:30 pm. Yeah, that never happens. The waitress was really cute and sweet and nice. i did notice that.

Which brings me to a conversation i've been having with various friends: this whole law school/b-school thing is just like dating. Really, it is...you put out lots of applications [i.e. make friends with various girls], then you wait to hear back. The ones who are really in demand [the top 10 schools and the prom queens of the world] put you on the 'waiting list,' which really means "i'm too good for you, but i might give you a chance if you jump through these hoops."

Well, for ladies, it doesn't always mean that.

And fishing is kind of like this, too. i realized that only when i stopped caring about catching anything and forgot my worries and frets about being-the-only-one-who-hasn't-caught-anything yet, i actually caught...a fish [you thought i was going somewhere with that?]

Nope, i'm still as single as the horn of a unicorn riding a unicycle on an island in the middle of nowhere. well, maybe not quite that single. but pretty close. which is alright. i used to think i wanted to get into the best school i could...but then Pepperdine grabbed my heart. I might go somewhere else, but Pepperdine sold me on their people, their warmth, their concern and priority on students, and well...the view is pretty nice, too.

But the point is, the scholarship doesn't just mean $ in my pocket, it means they want me there. There is a personal element. I actually would probably make more $ in the long-run by going to the most highly ranked school that admitted me and getting the fattest-paying job i could.

But its makign me think about women, actually--maybe the experience one day will be like this... she'll be drawn to me. i'm not saying she'll give me money. but i think she'll demonstrate she finds me very attractive.

i've been saying 'im on the wait list at Michigan, Penn, Virginia, ____, and ____" with those last two names being very amazing Godly young ladies that i feel i am on the 'wait-list' to buy meals for. i've been contemplating sending them a gift-card to a restaurant so they can have the benefit of a free meal anytime, and not have to worry while eating that i have a ring in my back pocket or something....that is how it seems these days.

i still might do that....i've been realizign maybe it is better for them to not have me on their radar. i mean, after all...i'm obviously ready to get married tomorrow, being as i'm going to school for 3-4 years and all :) really though, i have been irked by being mischaracterized, in my opinion. but perhaps i should just chillax and realize that, analagous to Pepperdine, there is a beautiful young woman out there walking around who will one day find my friendship very attractive, and i can donate my hard-earned cash to enabling her digestive system to a proper function and provide diagnostic simulation for her hearing and vision systems for an evening.

i'm sure the waiter will be printing out our wedding invitations during the meal so he can give them to us along with the check :)