foxes for now

waitlisted @ columbia, pt 3

waitlisted at columbia for the third time. to be reviewed again in august. the fun, oh the fun, d-d-d-on't stop the beat.

yours forever,
foxes.

waitlisted @ columbia, pt 2

waitlisted at columbia again. to be reviewed again in july. the fun, oh the fun, d-d-d-on't stop the beat.

yours forever,
foxes.

mailbag, 6/7/2005

Dear foxes:

I have been accused by some admitted students of writing only when I want money. This is patently false, as sometimes I write when I want people to send in transcripts, and then later, when you're a student, I'll write when I want you to volunteer. But there is a measure, a shred, a grain of truth in the accusation, and so I confess, yes, I am once again writing to ask you for money. A quick reminder: our second deposit deadline is Wednesday, June 15, 2005. If you've already sent it in and you're nonetheless getting this email, please ignore it; you'll get a letter within a few days confirming our receipt. (If you know, however, that your plans have changed, I'd be very grateful if you could hit reply and send us a quick email to let us know. And our waiting-list participants will be grateful too.)

We look forward to seeing you in Ann Arbor soon--please stop by the Admissions Office if you're in town to look for housing, and we'll help in any way we can. And in the meantime, enjoy the summer!

Cheers--

Sarah C. Zearfoss

life in the lc

Ms. Nafranowicz,

I called regarding the Lawyers Club lease and the lady suggested that I contact you via email with my question.

The lease says, "If for any reason student disenrolls prior to the full term of the lease, the price of the fall term will be 65% of the entire lease price." Does this pertain to a student who disenrolls before he moves in (or before classes start)? The lady on the phone said that there is a cutoff date before costs start being assessed but she was unsure what that date was, and in what amounts. Your help on this matter is greatly appreciated.

Thanks,
foxes

The clause you mention is intended to speak to persons who move into the Club and then may w/d from school for any reason (including illness, dropping out, graduating in Dec, etc.) If you don't enroll and let us know prior to August 1, we will reassign your lease w/no penalty. After Aug 1 we have a very very difficulty time finding someone to take over the lease. If you are, for example, on the waiting list for another school and would like us to pass you by during this round of lease offers, please don't sign the lease and just let us know. We can place you back on the waiting list and give you a few more weeks. After July 1 all bets are off and you must conform to the lease.

ding dong foxes is dead?

over the past few weeks, i've received a number of frantic emails from obsessive fans: "where is foxes? what am i going to doooooo????" allow me to put most of your concerns to bed—foxes is probably dead.

when it all started, i wrote to euphrates with prophetic words:

i'm going to give you a username
i'll call you fatty
how's that
fatty with password iamfat`

i'll probably post intermittently from here on out. i'm going to taiwan tomorrow for two months. if for some ungodly reason you are there or will be there, drop me a line. bye for now.

since u been gone
i can breathe for the first time
i'm so movin' on, yeah, yeah
thanks to you, now i get, i get what i want
since u been gone

wait.
they don't love u like I love u
wait.
they don't love u like I love u

ann arbor real estate

don't worry, readers! foxes, who has left you all thirsty for another entry (i think he is currently holed up with beyonce, jay-z and rum drinks on the beach in st. barth) has graciously allowed me to step in again and guest blog about my trip to ann arbor and the apartment search. so, here goes my second attempt at blogging.

]]> i recently spent 2 days in ann arbor looking for an apartment and i was determined to leave with something snazzy by the end of my trip. oh, the visions i had in my head of a living space for next year! no more cramped manhattan studio apartments for me! no way! room for parties! a dining room! space for my friends to stay when visiting from the east (possibly in a small but quaint guest room, but probably on one of my (many) couches!) a backyard! i am 25, dammit, and i'm ready to have a place of my own. to feel like a grown-up.

woopsie! i was so wrong. so, so wrong.

number one - don't let anyone tell you that the cost of living in ann arbor is "cheap." most apartments shown to me were well over 800 dollars a month. coming from manhattan, i'm used to ridiculously inflated monthly rents. but this is michigan, for god's sake. anything that was remotely nice (and close to campus) was over 900 dollars a month. what?! i drive a cadillac with a perm 'cause i'm a G, but no way am i going to pay that.

number two - ha. guest room. these apartments are not large. they are cut at weird angles. one apartment had a bed that flipped up into the wall (you know, like an ironing board). that was the only affordable place i saw, and the sink was falling out of the wall. you can flip the bed up into the wall (so you can entertain, i guess) but the sink? not so much. it'll be on the floor all the time, sucka.

those undergrads at michigan have taken no prisoners, and ravaged the apartments like woah.

the people who showed me these apartments were a far cry from the slick real estate agents of manhattan. when i asked them about a broker's fee, they laughed at me. one guy did, however, sport a range rover (all wood!). however, he drove around ann arbor at 124 mph and i had to sit in the backseat, holding on for my life, while he tried to show me 4 apartments in 10 minutes. why was i in the backseat, you ask? he had a babyseat in the front and didn't want to move it. to top it off, 3 packs of marlboro reds occupied the now-empty seat. good luck, child. your dad is crazy. and probably trying to kill you.

however, i stuck it out. i don't want to live in a dorm again. i love to cook, which hopefully will be something to get my mind off the books next year. defeated, i walked to the last apartment i was scheduled to see.

it was love at first sight.

a sweet lady named barb met me at the door and showed me the place. it's 5 minutes from the law school. it's not that large, and i can only fit one (small) couch in the living room, but it was clean. the kitchen is new, the bathroom is not infested and actually nice. and, i can have it as furnished as i want, for no extra charge. i can also park my cadillac (heh) in the lot behind the house. for those of you who know ann arbor - it's sort of near ricks. which could be bad, but hey! i've got an open mind. and i drink like an undergrad sometimes, so whatever.

i've signed the lease, and i'm psyched to make the big move in a few months. monthly rent in NYC is starting to hurt, so i guess this is relatively better. and while i was in ann arbor, i had lots of time to explore and i realized that it really is a great town.

watch out, wolverines. gotham is coming to town. holla.

time to pay her blog a visit 'fore she decide to get cute

chickenmagazine boldly proclaims, "I am by far the cutest blogger in the blawgosphere." foxes, of course, cannot let such a treasonous and cloudcuckoo lie go unchallenged. to the courts! he says.

josh, having met both of us in real life, will have the final say on this matter! so i put it up to him, the question, "who is the cutest blogger in the blawgosphere?!"

quite naturally, i am confident that josh will vouch for foxes' aggressively masculine yet shamelessly endearing brand of cuteness. sad puppy dogs and beautiful women alike love foxes for now and would give their droopy left eyelid or their voluptuous, tactile right toe just for the opportunity to pinch foxes' cheek. foxes joins josh in scoffing at chickenmagazine's childishly minascule and laughably scholarly intimation of cute.

josh, please put cm in her place so i can get back to being cute to the extreme. THX.

put blogging on my back when you in need of soliders

chicken magazine writes a letter to her future self. not quite as charming as her diary entry and perhaps only threat to foxes as "cutest blogger in the blawg-o-sphere", the post is still obviously worth mentioning. which is what i'm doing. mentioning it. and throwing in that old hobbes quote: "poor him, he wasn't you." thomas hobbes? no, calvin and hobbes, dummy! but please people, enjoy law school. after all, law school is solitary, poor, nasty, brutish, and short.

while cm urges herself to dive into the fray, foxes always felt comfortable on his throne above it, occasionally extending an arm downward to help the lonely and brokenhearted. unfortunately, at a recent snoop dogg concert, foxes tried to do just that, but was punched in the face by an inebriated hoolligan instead. but that won't stop him. hate it or love it, the underfox is on top. and i'm gonna what? blog homey until my heart stop.

michigan for now

everybody dance now!

michigan law sent confirmation of the receipt of my deposit. ever gracious, sarah zearfoss includes a response to my letter:

I remember the question you asked me at the forum, but I didn't recall it was you who had asked when I later met you at Preview! I hope you'll still choose to join us after you hear from C & C.

why is everybody always picking on ming?

foxes will be eagerly watching tonight's mavericks versus rockets matchup for insight into his own destiny. much like the rockets, foxes started the playoffs out on the right foot, immediately going five and oh; and, much like the rockets, foxes is a lanky chinese dude. in fact, once i was in h-town walking behind a group of dudes wearing jerseys and bouncing a basketball, when one of them sees me, does a double take, then turns around and puts his hand over his mouth, yelling: "yao!!!"

can i write check?

tonight, foxes will watching in anticipation as the rockets face elimination. can yao stay out of foul trouble? will the rockets be able to scrape out a win? foxes needs to know.

human life begins on the other side of saucy barbecued ribs

mike sun, generous proprietor of bluespot.org and gentleman extraordinaire called foxes today and we had a chit chat. he told me about a childhood buddy of his who recently sold his startup to google and now he is a multi-multi-millionaire. that, coupled with my current law school admissions experience, reminded me of that famous renard quote: "failure is not our only punishment for laziness; there is also the success of others." however, in these situations i prefer to think of buckminster fuller who wrote: "sometimes i think we're alone. sometimes i think we're not. in either case, the thought is staggering."

we've got love and hate, it's the only way

foxes has many things: staggering beauty, arresting intelligence, a heart of gold... but one thing that he doesn't have is a sense of entitlement. he doesn't believe that he deserves to be admitted to harvard, nor does he believe that he deserves to be admitted to thomas cooley school of law. he understands full well that law school admissions is an imperfect sorting process and he does not bemoan his outcomes. on the contrary, he is well aware of the fact that he is a tough guy to get to know. did his inner light come out on those few pieces of paper? probably not. yet, he knows that he would make a substantive contribution to any law school, regardless of the strength of its applicant pool. after all, every school i know of could use a serious heaping of gangsta lean. holla!

in an anti-groucho marxian way, michigan has shown its own foresight by admitting me. i have been blessed with a multitude of gifts, mostly physical and intellectual—and now, michigan law has offered me a seat in their incoming class, and for their smarts i am grateful. michigan is not the dung; no, it's me and others like me, eschewing domesticity to wade through a river in darkness toward a cruel lover, as mythologized in chekhov's agafya.

yes, it's that i want to see the face behind the apple, so that i don't see botticelli's flora floating on my back. of course, i demand that chicago and columbia see clearly. but i'm unsure that they will come to their senses. from reality television i have unfortunately learned the following truism: you always ding the ones you love.

and the one thing you can tell about human beings is this

josh is bummed because his law school admissions process is over. foxes would offer to switch places (ie harvard for months and months of continued uncertainty), but we all know that josh would take up the opportunity immediately. after all, he got into harvard—he's no fool! who wouldn't rather be me, warts, fungus, and all? my options will be open all the way through september, ha ha!

of course, foxes' boastful exterior merely serves to hide the unending hurt he feels on the inside. a hee hee hee!

yesterday, i took a tour of a wastewater treatment plant in an effort to better understand the law school admisisons process. part of filtration consists of letting the poo settle to the bottom so that clean water can be skimmed off of the top. enjoy your trip back into the water cycle of life, mr. josh. i'm just going to chill here for a bit with the rest of the turds.

24 hour tardy people

the peanut gallery has been clamoring for foxes' decision. nobirth writes in the comments: "So, what is the deal? Most other bloggers have announced their law school decision..."

let's pause for a moment and hop into the wayback machine: it's december 2004. the world is different. holding hands is still in style. girls are still wearing uggs. yet, foxes still had the prescience to write: "this site will document my law school application process, as i am surely to be waitlisted into oblivion". is foxes clairvoyant? whence comes his foresight? it's simple: he's a genius. you haven't noticed? don't front!

so along with his deposit to michigan law, foxes included the following letter that was addressed to the charming ms. sarah zearfoss; but, he would also like to send the same sentiment out to the entire foxes fan club and its multitude of international constituents, desperate to know his decision so that they can make their own.

Dear Ms. Zearfoss,

Thank you for the offer of admission. Enclosed is my enrollment deposit. I write to notify you that I will remain under consideration at Chicago and Columbia.

I doubt that you remember�because of the volume of students that you must have met�but I spoke with you at [my undergraduate institution's] law forum, asking you whether two women pictured in the viewbook�one with a hijab and one without�were in fact the same person. At that time, I had little interest in Michigan Law, but after speaking with you, I became enthused about the possibility of attending and sent in my application straightaway.

Your patience is appreciated during this period of uncertainty.

do you remember that time we...? foxes will always love ya, no matter how this turns out. xoxo