Do You Ever Feel Like
No matter what you do, no matter how diligently you work, no matter how disciplined you are about not playing on the internet instead of writing flashcards....you're still somehow destined to be behind?
Lately I feel like I do nothing but study. I know it's not strictly true. After my 6 question Simulated Exam, I sat and read a novel for awhile. Mr. Q and I even took some time to chat last night. And I did put up that song lyric meme (still plenty of songs left...) But I still feel like bar review is sucking out whatever was left of my soul after law school was done.
I write essay after essay after essay. I turn them in and get very little feedback. This bothers me because I can see that I missed issues by looking at the model answers just as well as the damned graders can. What I'm looking for is help getting as many issues into a tiny amount of space as possible without getting marked down for "weak analysis."
Anyway, I didn't mean to turn this into a whine-fest. I emailed one of my friends about my general feelings of inadequacy/unpreparedness. She responded:
You are exactly on track for bar passage at this point. That is how you are supposed to feel at this point in this sadistic/masochistic process.
What I want to know is - when does that feeling go away?
Of course, these feelings of unpreparedness are not going to stop me from taking a road trip to see the new house this weekend. (We're moving right after I get back from taking the bar.) I can listen to lectures and make flashcards in the car, right?
And now back to our regularly scheduled CrimLaw flashcard writing....
Update: I guess there *are* other people who feel the same way. A big welcome to everyone who got here via
2006 Bar Exam.
I Don't Know About This Inspiration Business
| Your Aura is Green |
You're very driven, competitive, and even a bit jealous.
However, you seek out balance in your life - and you usually achieve it!
The purpose of your life: inspiring others to be better
Famous greens include: Tony Robbins, Donald Trump, Martha Stewart
Careers for you to try: Guru, CEO, Talk Show Host |
And I'm probably the last person on Earth I'd describe as "balanced." More like overextended to the point of doing lots of things poorly.
Also, Martha Stewart? Really?
Torts, Part 2
Maybe I just have Torts on the brain (though I'm nominally reviewing ConLaw right now), but what is it with
today's news?
Thirty Cambodians suffered food poisoning after eating homemade noodles contaminated with chewing tobacco that had dropped into the batter from the cook's mouth, police said Monday.
The victims, mostly children, began vomiting after eating noodle soup for breakfast Friday in a village in Banteay Meanchey province, about 190 miles northwest of the capital, Phnom Penh, said Deputy District Police Chief Yort Ray.
An investigation turned up traces of chewing tobacco in the noodles - and led police to 39-year-old wholesale noodle vendor Sieng Seng, who had supplied the shops where people got sick.
Sieng Sang, an avid tobacco chewer like many poor Cambodian women, said she had not realized a wad had dropped into the flour as she was talking.
Police gave her a lesson in hygiene and told her to be more careful when opening her mouth while cooking, Yort Ray said.
In addition to all the obvious things going on here, I think I speak for all of us when I say "ick."
I Would Expect to See Something Like This On the Bar Exam
Mesa was working at a Pix store in Deltona in August when he and a co-worker decided to play practical jokes. They put eggs in beer cartons, and Mesa thought it would be funny to urinate into a drink, according to arrest reports.
He admitted urinating into a Mountain Dew and placing it back into the refrigerator, authorities said.
The victim, a foreman with a Daytona Beach construction company, became suspicious of the drink after he chugged it and vomited three or four times. He settled a civil complaint with the store for an undisclosed amount of money before a lawsuit was filed.
What Torts? Discuss all relevant claims and defenses. Don't forget Respondeat Superior and Res Ipsa Loquitur.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to ensure that all the seals on my bottles of Pepsi are intact....
The Good News Is...
I might actually pass the Professional Responsibility part of the bar. (Yes, I took the
MPRE and passed. No, my state doesn't care.)
The bad news...I'm still pretty shaky on Torts and Contracts and probably several other subjects. Oddly, I seem to be doing mostly ok on CivPro - my arch-nemesis from 1L. I chalk that up to the fact that my CivPro prof may or may not have been a total psycho.
Or possibly that CivPro really isn't nearly as hard as the 1L profs would have you believe.
Have You Ever Wished
That Brie and Pepsi were a more acceptable food pairing?
Right. Of course not. Me neither.
As you were.
Lightning Crashes, Part Deux
Well...it's raining again. I think we've missed one day in the past 4. Most nights we've been treated to some pretty spectacular lightning displays, but
enough is enough.
Mr. Q had a hellacious commute this morning because various Metro lines were not operating. Apparently tunnels are prone to flooding - who knew?
I took Mama Q to Dulles this morning for her flight back to Germany. So many flights out of DC were cancelled last night due to weather that it took us more than 45 minutes to get through ticketing (though that may have just been due to Delta's general incompetence), plus another 35-40 to get through security.
Good times.
It's Official
LQ, JD.
I've been certified to take the bar, so I guess they're really going to ship me something to put in that diploma cover.
On the other hand, that may be as far as it goes, because based on my performance on the last couple of Bar/Bri essays, I'm more or less guaranteed to fail the bar exam.
Anniversary by the Numbers
For Mr. Q...
5 Years
4 States (when we move againt at the end of next month)
3 L O N G Years of Law School
2 Coasts
1 Very Energetic Child
Looking forward to many more years together! Hoping we'll get to spend more time together during the next 5...
Love always,
Mrs. Q
Lightning Crashes
There's a hell of a thunderstorm going on right now. (I've got the laptop running on battery...which turns out to be a good thing because the power JUST went out.)
I grew up in the midwest, so summer thunderstorms were pretty common - especially at night. We used to watch the show from the comfort of our (covered) patio when I was growing up. The storms were one of the few things I missed about the midwest when I moved to California. I didn't realize before I moved that thunderstorms are really rare on the West Coast.
Power is back on now. I should post this and head to bed so I can watch the storm from there.
Was It Something I Said?
Where'd everyone go?
It seems like no one is ever online or comments anymore. Either that or you've all got me blocked on IM. Not that I totally blame you, since I know the whole complaining about Bar/Bri thing gets old. Fast.
It's just...I miss you all. Because let's face it, misery loves company - and what could be more miserable than TWO people studying Secured Transactions? (Answer: Two people studying Commercial Paper.)
Anyway. Just thought you should know.
XOXOX
LQ
You Like-A The Movie Meme?
Is good, no?
If you're in the mood for more movie quote madness, Otis has one up at
his place too.
A Little Bar/Bri Whining
I got my first "feedback" from Bar/Bri today, and I have to say I'm underwhelmed. I turned three essays in nearly 2 weeks ago, so I was anxious to see how I did.
Basically all I've discovered is that my analysis is really weak and I missed a bunch of issues. I guess when they said "feedback," I thought I'd be getting something with a little more insight than "good rule statement," "weak analyses," and "use facts in problem." I know they're doing this for a gazillion other students, but I guess I thought I'd pick up some helpful hints on how to combine rule statements, how to better identify issues and other generally useful stuff. Instead, I got a grading sheet which doesn't tell me much beyond the fact that a checkmark means you got full credit and a 1/2 means that you got partial credit. Nothing to indicate what to shoot for, what a passing number of checkmarks would be, since every question has a different number of possible issues, etc.
It didn't help that they hadn't posted the rules for those of us typing exams yet, but had given us a
terrible template to type on, so my essays were about 200-300 words shorter than they could have been - no wonder my analysis was weak - it was the only thing I could cut!
*sigh* The first batch is just supposed to be for practice. Maybe the next one will be more helpful. I guess I'll know in about 2 weeks.
UPDATE: I'm liking the whole web submission process we have now. I submitted three more essays 2 days ago and already have feedback on one of them. I'm not sure the "feedback" is that much more helpful, but I do feel better about the comments. I also appear to have done a complete turn around on my analyses - now I'm getting comments that they're too long. Maybe I'm the Goldilocks of Bar/Bri and I'll eventually find one that just right.
What. The. Fuhhhhhh....???
I have no words.
Can anyone explain the new
Folgers commercial to me? (Click on the TV to make it play.)
I have no idea how this relates to coffee. Unless it's hallucinogenic coffee. In which case, I don't need it. I have enough issues with reality as it is, thanks.
News Flash
Evidence: just as boring the second time around. Except this time...no
videos, no semi-dirty
songs*, and no bad poetry.
*sigh* This might be one of those times where having the same prof for the actual class as for Bar/Bri might not be an advantage.
* Remember how I said the first guy from our class to get his degree wasn't especially invested in the law school process? This is his work. Don't get me wrong - I like him a lot. He's just not your typical lawyer.
Thanks to
E.Spat and
TAFKAA (the artist formerly known as AmbImb) for throwing those into the blogosphere in the first place.
LQ's Question of the Day
We took EC to the airport yesterday. I simultaneously look forward to/dread that trip every year. I think any parent who sends a child away to their other parent for a period of time each year understands the dread part (will they want to come back? what if this year is the year that she decides she really wants to live with the other parent?) I only look forward to it because it *is* something of a break to only have 1 child at home instead of two. Or before Lil Q - it was nice not having to compete for Mr. Q's attention.
Anyway, yesterday was completely wasted from a studying point of view. My mom and I did have a nice lunch together and then went out and bought my graduation gift - new stainless steel cookware! Whe-woo! I've decided not to unpack it until after the move though, so I haven't gotten to try it out yet.
Anyway - you all don't care about that, and I am WAY behind on Bar/Bri. So, without further ado - the QOD.
Name the most painful body part to have waxed.
Ok, so nobody can compete with the waxing scene from the
40-Year-Old Virgin, but I figure waxing is something most of us do or have done. Me, I've had upper lip, eyebrow, bikini, and underarm waxes. By FAR, the most painful was the underarm. The worst part was that it grew back just as fast as shaving.
Your turn.
Birthday Cookie Blogging
EC's party went pretty well on Saturday. Instead of doing the traditional birthday cake, we decorated cookies. (It's an activity! It's a treat!) It was kind of like painting pottery except much, much cheaper, tastier, and immediately gratifying.
I made lots and lots of sugar cookies and turned about 2 pounds of powdered sugar into icing. This was my first experiment with gel food coloring to get the really intense colors - pretty cool even if they are probably chock full 'o bad stuff. I had 2 bowls of white icing, bottles of colored icing, assorted sprinkles and sugars, paintbrushes, and toothpicks for designs. Some of the kids just glopped on tons of white icing and dumped a ton of sprinkles on. (ugh! so disappointing!) Others really took their time and tried to be creative.
I wanted to put the colored icing into squeeze bottles with nozzles, but couldn't find any. I ended up using empty paint bottles (Unused - I bought them at a craft store!) Here are some of the cooler designs.
The Dreaded Movie Meme
Now with Updates!
Thanks to
Brian, I had something other than Bar Review to work on while I was waiting for the stupid realtor lady.
A. Pick 11 of your favorite movies.
B. Then pick one of your favorite quotes from each movie.
C. Post the quotes on your blog.
D. Have commenters guess what the movie is.
E. Either strike out the quote once it has been correctly identified or place the guesser’s user name directly after the quote.
F. Extra points for knowing the actor or character’s name.
Update: I must have picked some easy movies, because LawMommy & Kristine have answered most of these already! But still...a couple more to go.
Update 2: 4 3 to go! Scroll down for hints.
Final Update: Thanks to a surprise appearance by Otis (welcome back), it's all wrapped up. Thanks for playing - don't forget about the QOD's if you're looking for more interactive fun.Movie #1
What came first, the music or the misery? People worry about kids playing with guns, or watching violent videos, that some sort of culture of violence will take them over. Nobody worries about kids listening to thousands, literally thousands of songs about heartbreak, rejection, pain, misery and loss. Did I listen to pop music because I was miserable? Or was I miserable because I listened to pop music?
Law Mommy answered correctly - this is John Cusack's character, Rob, from High Fidelity. Which incidently also boasts a great soundtrack. Not at all like Grosse Pointe Blank's, but still really good. The original version of this meme also had a quote from Say Anything. (There were 14 movies on that one.) So yes, I do have a thing for John Cusack movies.
Movie #2
God darnit Mr. Lamarr, you use your tongue prettier than a twenty dollar whore.
Hint: "That's Hedley!"
Otis correctly identified this as being from Blazing Saddles - spoken by Slim Pickens' character. I have to say I was a bit disappointed that NDC didn't nail this one - I sort of expected him to know all quotes pertaining to whores.
Movie #3
It's psychotic! They keep creating new ways to celebrate mediocrity, but if someone is genuinely exceptional...
Kristine is correct! It is indeed Bob (aka Mr. Incredible) from the Incredibles.
Movie #4
Well... wildcat was written in a kind of obsolete vernacular... wildcat... wild... cat... pow... wildcat... I'm going to go.
Hint: Spoken by the same actor featured in #9, but in a different movie.And it's
NDC with the correct answer of Eli Cash played by Owen Wilson in movie The Royal Tenenbaums. NDC is also correct in stating that this is a kickass movie. (Ok, not
technically his words, but I feel confident he meant to say it.)
Movie #5
I figured if a guy's staring at a naked piece of tail, and he sees the breasts and legs, he's gonna start to salivate. It's human nature. So if he's salivating, he turns the page and comes across a picture of, say,
our pistachio cream cookies. He thinks maybe that's why he's drooling. You understand? It's psychology. It's science. It's like Pablo's Theory, you know, with the dog when he feeds him?
Hint: This movie's cast includes Tracey Ullman and Jon Lovitz. Neither of them uttered that line though. Otis again with a correct identification of Small Time Crooks. I forget the character's name, but go ahead and google it. I have another essay to write, plus 3 hours of Evidence lecture to listen to.
Movie #6
The fact that you're not answering leads me to believe you're either (a) not at home, (b) home but don't want to talk to me, or (c) home, desperately want to talk to me, but trapped under something heavy. If it's either (a) or (c), please call me back.
Of course this is Harry Burns from When Harry Met Sally. Good job Kristine.
Movie #7
Hey look, mister - we serve hard drinks in here for men who want to get drunk fast, and we don't need any characters around to give the joint "atmosphere". Is that clear, or do I have to slip you my left for a convincer?
Hint: I know it doesn't sound like it from this line, but this movie is a family classic.
It's a Wonderful Life - spoken by the character Nick - the owner of the bar in Pottersville. Correctly id'd by Otis.
Movie #8
Forget that gun. That gun goes against the entire idea behind piercing. All of my piercings, sixteen places on my body, all of them done with a needle. Five in each ear, one through the nipple on my left breast, one through my right nostril, one through my left eyebrow, one in my lip, one in my clit... and I wear a stud in my tongue.
LawMommy correctly states that this is a quote from Pulp Fiction. Anyone want to venture a guess as to which (minor) character?
Update: Character names/actors aren't required, but 2 of you took a pretty good stab at this one.
E. McPan guessed that it was Trudy or Judy...very close. It's Jody. LawMommy is correct in that this was the girlfriend (wife) of the red-haired drug dealer. She's later the subject of this charming little exchange:
Vincent: Which one's Trudi? The one with all the shit in her face?
Lance: No, that's Jody. That's my wife.
Movie #9
I wasn't like every other kid, you know, who dreams about being an astronaut, I was always more interested in what bark was made out of on a tree. Richard Gere's a real hero of mine. Sting. Sting would be another person who's a hero. The music he's created over the years, I don't really listen to it, but the fact that he's making it, I respect that. I care desperately about what I do. Do I know what product I'm selling? No. Do I know what I'm doing today? No. But I'm here, and I'm gonna give it my best shot.
That Hansel (from Zoolander) *is* so hot. Kristine again!
Movie #10
General Turgidson, I find this very difficult to understand. I was under the impression that I was the only one in authority to order the use of nuclear weapons.
That's right, sir, you are the only person authorized to do so. And although I, uh, hate to judge before all the facts are in, it's beginning to look like, uh, General Ripper exceeded his authority.
Kristine also correctly states that this is from Dr. Strangelove. It took me a couple of viewings to really appreciate this movie, but it's totally worth seeing. Peter Sellers is (was) a master.
Movie #11
Oh, he's very popular Ed. The sportos, the motorheads, geeks, sluts, bloods, waistoids, dweebies, dickheads - they all adore him. They think he's a righteous dude.
Yes, clearly this is from Ferris Bueller's Day off. Kristine correctly guessed that this was spoken by Ed's secretary...whose name is Grace.
It seems like everyone is in the middle of Bar/Bri and already stressed out. Therefore, I'll tag
Kristine,
McPan, and
Dagny in sort of an Illusory Promise kind of way. That is - do it if you feel like it.
LQ's Question of the Day
Don't forget to scroll down and finish the movie meme thing. There's still a couple of movies no one has guessed...
Besides that, here's the QOD. It's a boring one and probably only really relevant to those of us currently suffering through bar prep. Actually, now that I look at it, it's really more of a rant disguised in the form of a question. But hey, as they say - "a bitchin' Marine is a happy Marine." As much as I whine, I must be ecstatic.
What do you wish everybody else (meaning non law students/lawyers/people more than a few years removed from the process) understood about the bar exam?
Mainly I wish people understood that the bar exam happens exactly TWICE a year and if we fail it in July, we get to retake it in February. The states vary dates VERY slightly in order to allow some people (crazy ones) to take more than one state's exam, but this year's July bar falls somewhere between the 24th and 28th of July. (I'm pretty sure those dates account for all the states.) Some states have 2 day exams. At least one state (that's right - MINE!) has a 3 day exam.
So, to say this is an important test is something of an understatement. It also means that I am not "finished studying for my 'boards'" a mere week after graduation. "OK", you say, "but didn't you go to school for 3 years to learn everything you need to know to pass the bar exam?"
"Screw you!" I say. Sort of. While theoretically we could have been exposed to every topic on the bar, most of us have not taken every single subject covered on our bar exams. Partly because we wanted to have at least a couple of classes during school that made us remember why we were there, and partly because sometimes your school's schedule just doesn't allow for it. Also, some subjects that are tested are really more "things that sort of apply to multiple areas" than real subjects. I don't know if it's even possible to TAKE a whole class in Community Property, but I also know that you'd damned well better know it for Family Law, Property, Wills & Trusts, and Contracts, because it applies in all those areas.
So..yeah...my point was? My point was that bar prep is a lot of work. So yes, I really DO need to study that much. Oh - and for the person who keeps asking - I know you mean well, but asking me what the chances are that I'll be able to "sneak away" to take my mom to see the monastery in town, the answer is "no chance in hell." First, we live in the outskirts of Washington DC. The monastery doesn't even make the top 10 list of places to see. Second, my mother lives in
Europe. She's seen a monastery or 6. Third, see the screed above about "busy studying."
Anyway - leave your answer in the comments. I'll be needing some amusement once I comprehend exactly how much I suck at both ConLaw and Contracts.
Now, if you'll all excuse me, I have several essays to write...
Happy Father's Day
Father's Day this year, like last year, is kind of bitter sweet.
My dad passed away one year ago yesterday. Other than mentioning it once to my mom, we didn't really mark it in any way. Part of me is sorry for this, but the other part of me feels like we made the right decision in having EC's birthday party yesterday. 1) Because it kept us busy enough to keep us from dwelling on my dad's death, 2) because it was the only day we could really fit it in before she heads to Nebraska for a month, and 3) because life *does* go on, and it's just as important to celebrate those among us as it is to remember those who are already gone. (My dad might have disagreed. We were always celebrating dead relatives when I was growing up. Dad would come upstairs for dinner and announce that it would have been one ancestor's 150th birthday that day, or that some other ancestor had died 50 years ago that day. When Lil Q was born, my dad was the second person we called with the news - the first words out of his mouth were that his grandfather, Grandpa Charlie, had died exactly 45 years before. No joke.)
This year I'm reminded not only of my own father's death, but also those of several friends' dads. I'm thinking of B, Vanilla Gorilla, and
Stare Decisis today. Their losses are a lot more recent, and I'm sure it's a tough day for them. I remember what it was like last year for me.
But, as I said life does go on, so I would be remiss in not wishing Mr. Q a happy Father's Day. He's an amazing dad - and is infinitely better at being a dad than I am at the whole mom thing. We'll be having Strawberry Crepes for dessert tonight in honor of him. Don't you love how I can turn a day honoring others into an excuse for me to eat fattening desserts?
Hope all you other dads who read LQ (all 3 or 4 of you) have a happy day! For the rest of you...remember to appreciate your dads while you've still got them.
Dear Real Estate Lady,
You suck.
I know you're busy. I know your clients can be unpredictable. Sometimes plans change. People run behind schedule. I've looked at a gazillion houses in a day. I get it.
But when you call to set up a time to look at the house, and I specifically ask when you will be arriving "because I am in the middle of bar review", a phone call to cancel is only polite.
I know I'm a little self-absorbed with the whole idea of actually becoming licensed for my chosen profession after forking over $60K for an education. BUT I LOST 2 FULL HOURS OF WORK BECAUSE YOU COULDN'T BE BOTHERED TO PICK UP YOUR EFFING CELL PHONE!
You'd better believe that you'll hear about this if you reschedule. Most likely in person. In front of your clients. Because if you're that unprofessional, you don't deserve your commission. And don't think I won't call you out on this just because I've got a housefull of sugar-hyped pre-teen girls. Heck - that will probably add to my rage.
Yours in eternal hatred,
LQ
What Will it Take to Get You Into This House?
Jeez. I feel like a used car salesman. Or at least a real estate agent - although of course I know better than to hold myself out as any sort of agent of the owners.
Bottom line is I just want someone to rent this place so people will stop calling and wanting to drop by in "about 20 minutes" which in realtor terms means anywhere from 15 minutes to an hour and a half.
LQ's Question of the Day
Whew. It's 11 am (or nearly) and I haven't even started on my Bar/Bri stuff for the day. I can write 6 essays in just as many hours, right? Turns out that managing an estate, having your mom in town, and planning a soon-to-be twelve year old's birthday party take up a lot of time. I think that when I crack on my law school grades I don't give myself enough credit for the amount of other stuff I deal with on a day to day basis.
Anyhoo...most of that is beside the point - EXCEPT for the birthday party stuff. We're having 5 pre-teen girls over tomorrow afternoon for a cookie decorating party. I baked a double batch of sugar cookies last night and quickly realized I'd need to bake at least another double batch tonight in order to have enough. The good news is that I seem to have solved the
issues I was having with the cookies (I switched recipes) and the cookies are perfect and totally yummy. That brings us to the QOD:
Name your favorite cookie.I'm an
Oatmeal Chocolate Chip girl, myself.
This is an easy one. If you play along, I might even bake you a batch of whatever your answer is if/when we meet in person.
Bizarre-Bri
*Ring, Ring!*
Caller: Hello! Is this Ms. Quandary?!!!
LQ: Yes....
Caller: This is Office Worker from Bar/Bri! How are you today?
LQ: Ok. I was actually just listening to my Community Property lecture.
Caller: Oh! Well I'll be quick then! I was just calling to see how Bar/Bri is working out for you this summer and to check if you had any questions.
LQ:Actually, now that I've got you on the phone, I *did* email in a Writing Program exercise last week and was curious when I'd be seeing some feedback on it.
Caller:A what? A writing sample?
LQ: No. The Writing Program exercise that was assigned for last week. I turned it in. We're supposed to get feedback. I was wondering when that would be.
Caller:Hang on a second. (Puts me on hold)
Caller's Supervisor: Hello. Is this Ms. Quandary?
LQ: *sigh* Yes.
Supervisor: So, you were asking about a writing sample?
LQ: A Writing Program exercise. Three essays. Look, it's not a big deal. I just turned it in last week like I was supposed to, but since you were calling, I thought I'd ask when I might expect feedback.
Caller's Supervisor: What bar are you taking?
LQ: Washington.
Caller's Supervisor: DC?
LQ No, Washington state.
Caller's Supervisor:Oh! This is Bar/Bri from Washington DC! Just disregard this call!
LQ:*to myself* Um....you called
ME!
LQ's Question of the Day
Graduation. Check.
Travel Back to DC. Check.
Modem back up and running. Check.
So, now that life is back to normal, QOD is back!
Name the U.S. city with the worst drivers.The correct answer: Washington D.C. I've had occasion to drive in several major U.S. cites and I still have to say the D.C. area takes the cake. I think it mostly has to do with the demographics: lots of drivers from other countries interspersed with the nicest Southerners you'd ever want to meet. Except you never know which is behind the wheel. And believe me - it's important to know because one will wave you ahead of them while the other will plow through and just keep on going.
Your turn.
Know What's More Fun Than a Red-Eye Flight?
A REALLY turbulent 5 hour red-eye flight. And arriving home to find that realtors are showing your house. That they've already been in the house at least 6 times. (You all leave your houses in perfect condition when you're frantically packing to leave town, right? Yeah, me neither.) And that realtors start calling to schedule appointments for the day about the time people getting in on red-eye flights try to get some sleep.
All I can say is that I hope this place rents fast. (It should - it's pretty nice and in a good location.) Otherwise I can just see how chipper I'm going to feel about having realtors call/march people through while I'm trying to beat Family Law and Community Property into my brain.
Tim's Cascade Wasabi Chips...
...still better than the Jalapeno chips.
In case you were wondering.
LQ, JD
At least I
think I'm a JD now. Technically the program at graduation listed us all as JD Candidates. And we've gotten an email that we won't receive our actual diplomas for 3-4
months.We got here last Wednesday. Since then we've been doing lots of running around, going to graduation related events, and spending time with family and friends. I even snuck in a hair cut with the super fantabulous hair cutting lady!
Graduation itself was long and very, very hot. Our faculty speaker performed a rap for us. Our keynote speaker preemptively yelled at us for degrading the profession. (Sweet!) The first member of our class to get his lovely diploma cover was a guy from my section, who was probably the person least invested in the whole law school process. But all in all, the ceremony was nice and I'm glad I went. I think some people were surprised that I showed up. For my part, I was surprised at some of the people who didn't show.
My family kept asking me if I was excited and/or nervous before the ceremony. I can't really say that I was either of those things. Mostly I was just tired.
The Epitome of Laziness...
Sitting IN the library and renewing books about to expire online instead of going to the desk.
Note that I did not mention a lack of posting. That's explained by the fact that our modem died at home, so I haven't had access. I'll be back in full force (I hope) by Monday, followed by a week of radio silence starting Wed when I head back to TVPNM to graduate.
For now...home for lunch before I commit assault & battery against the woman sitting next to me in the "Quiet Study Area" who is tearing up magazines. LOUDLY.
