Innocent Dreamer

I thought 1L year wasn't awful. I didn't hate it. 2L year? Terrible. I want to curl up and die most of the time. Although I don't know if it is so much 2L year as some of the people I've been dealing with.

I'm on the executive board of an organization at the law school. It's an organization I think has a good mission and does some good things. But I'm on the verge of quitting, which I hate to do. It's not because of the organization, or even most of the people. It's because of one person. Our president. I was actually friends with the president last year, we had a lot of classes together. This year she's been a bitch. I'm in charge of PR, which in this case just means paper PR. Frankly, I don't feel like it makes much of a difference in attendance at our events. We get email updates twice week that people actually check and we have a place where we can get paper flyers and such. Part of my assignment last year was to survey the school to see what gets the message to people and it's not the paper side. Most people don't even look at it because they know its in all of the email stuff. So I'm just the "fall back" person. For the people who don't check their emails very closely. She's emailed me twice to bitch me out about "not doing a good job". It's only September. The first time, it was clearly not my fault. We have member-only events, and we were hosting one in the second week. Apparently, I was supposed to advertise it to the whole school — which no one told me about until the end of the day Monday before the event happened (it was on a Thursday). So why exactly is it my fault that we didn't get flyers out until Tuesday? And why is it threatening my job?

The second time, she was pissed because I "misled her". I really wanted to bitch back at her on this one. First, no one sent me the language for the flyer until the weekend before. It's on a Wednesday. Second, I got sick that week. I was going to print it on Sunday and drop it on Monday, and then I got sick. I was hoping I felt better to drop it on Tuesday, but got up late that day — because I was sick. Maybe I should have emailed her, but she probably would have bitched about me waiting until the last minute to do it. I can't win.

Now, she said thank you 5 times (which just sounds patronizing — I'm sorry), for putting up a flyer. But, I have to run the language by her first. WTF? Especially after she made big deal out of not wanting to be doing everything herself. Either I can do my job or I can't. I'm not going to submit everything to her. I added one sentence to the information I had so that people could actually understand what the event was about. Just listing who is on the panel isn't going to make anyone want to go to it. And I changed the title a little because the title they gave it was fucking stupid. Apparently I needed to send it to her first? No. Either I am in change or PR or I'm just your bitch runner. Pick one. And if it's option two, then I'm fucking done. (I don't like to cuss much, but she has pissed me off that much.)

Also, I've done significantly more than what was in my "job description". I redesigned our board, I came up with the idea of a calendar of upcoming events, putting up our next event on the board. I redesigned our flyer drops so that they are actually interesting to look at. So stop fucking telling me I'm not doing my job. Maybe I should just not get sick ever.

…And this is why my focus has been on the organization that actually appreciates me.

Finals? Done. Write On? Mercifully turned in. Job? Just finishing up my second week. I would say life is pretty good right now.

Finals were not nearly as bad this semester as they were last semester. Made me a little panic-y. I felt like I knew the material really well (except Contracts…) and didn't spend as much time studying as I did for the fall exams. Although, in the fall I spent a lot of time finishing my outlines, whereas this semester I managed to get them done on the last Friday of classes. Woot! So far it seems to be working out well. I got an A in Advanced Research I (the one-credit class required for doing research in the fall) and… an A+ in Property! I never expected to do that well in any class (I hoped, of course), but especially not in Property. Don't get me wrong, I liked the subject and I felt good going into (and coming out of) the exam, but I figured that most people felt the same, so I was probably going to get an A-/B+ ish grade. I'm really excited by the A+ (probably the only one I'll get in law school, although I hope not) and I hope the rest of my grades don't look too horrible next to it. I feel pretty good about Con Law (so I'm hoping for an A/A-) and I feel mediocre about Contracts (so B+/B). Getting my Property grade does have one downfall, in that now I want the rest of them!

The job is going really well. I ended up taking the capital case internship and I love it. The cases are so fascinating and it feels like you can actually try to make a difference in someone's life, particularly someone that everyone else has written off. It's a tough battle here, apparently, to actually succeed, but I think its worth it. Everyone deserves good representation. I've added capital defense to my list of possible job search categories for next summer. I think right now I have 70 jobs I want to apply for. Some of them will probably get weeded out eventually, but 70 is a good place to start I guess. There is a mix of election law, media law, and capital defense, with a little bit of civil liberties mixed in. Just to keep things interesting.

I guess I've been a little busy. I haven't written a "real" post here in a while. Life has been a little crazy for me. School is winding down now, so its full-on panic study mode. I've got my Property outline completely done, my Con Law outline is through Equal Protection (so only Substantive Due Process left), and my Contracts outline… well, it at least has structure, right? It's hard to believe that I'm almost done with 1L year.  It's gone so fast! I'm on the cusp of being a 2L and being 1/3 done with this process. Although I've still got final exams, write-on, summer job….

I have a job offer now! I could work for a capital research project. It sounds like a lot of fun and I'm honestly surprised I got an offer (I interviewed over a month ago), but I'm waiting to hear back from a job my professor recommended me for. It's with a free radio NGO (so right up my alley) and is based in DC. I'm hoping he has a quick turnaround on my app, because I'm going to have to tell the cap. research project something fairly quickly. Either way I'm going to have to sublease somewhere for the summer  which I wanted to avoid. They are both too far for me to drive everyday. But at least I *know* I have a job this summer, which is a step up from before.

The wedding was absolutely gorgeous last weekend! It was great seeing my friends, hanging out with S, and getting all dressed up and dancing. My thighs were not happy on Sunday with all the dancing, but oh well. The flights, however, were not nearly as nice. I had to fly through Atlanta (because even the flight to hell has a layover there) because I live in the middle of nowhere and I was flying to the biggest city in the middle of nowhere. My plane out of Atlanta was delayed because of a bad storm in Charlotte (where the plane was coming from) so I got in late. At least I was able to go get tacos still, because the taco place is open until 11 (a shocker for where this is). Then we had to get up god-awful early on Sunday. S lives about an hour's drive away from the airport anyway, and my plane left of 6:40 a.m. Although I got home before noon (after sitting in traffic home from the airport because of two–2!–separate accidents less than 2 miles apart on the 13 miles of interstate I had to travel), it still was not fun. I may be a morning person, but 4:30 is not a time to be waking up. That is time I have gone to bed.

I guess this all I can get, since I need to get back to studying. If I can finish my Con Law outline tonight I won't feel like a failure tonight.

Moving on to the next day (or week *cough*) of this meme!

1. Netflix Instant Streaming. This has gotten me through the beginning of studying for exams (and sometimes just weekends that I don't want to do anything). I <3 Doctor Who and Netflix has given me the opportunity to see all of the episodes (except the Matt Smith ones). Great to studying.

2. Sleeping in my own bed. While I love S a whole bunch and I miss him tons, it's really nice to sleep in my own bed with no one else. This is why we're getting a king bed in the future. :wink: It's nice to have that much space to sprawl. My bed has a little dip in the middle where I sleep every night.

3. All four seasons. I don't love them all equally (spring, I'm looking at you), but I love having all four seasons happen in a year. Until you've lived in a place where it is 95 and humid in April, you can't appreciate how nice having real winter (in a very mild sense) and spring and fall really is. Although spring is currently on my "things I hate a bunch" list at the moment, along with dogwoods…

4. Lazy Saturdays. I can't work seven days a week. I go a little stir crazy. It's amazing to spend a Saturday in my PJs, watching TV (or Doctor Who… seriously, I watched a whole season in less than three days), making chocolate chip pancakes and bacon for lunch. Sometimes I head to the local farmer's market (which I need to do soon… local honey will save me from my allergies) and just walk around in the beautiful downtown area.

5. Doctor Who. Since I've already mentioned it twice, I may as well add it to the list. I've always been intrigued by the idea of time travel, so this is right up my alley. Plus the Doctor is usually pretty to look at, at least in the new seasons. I haven't seen too much of Matt Smith, but I'm sure he will also meet that criteria.

6. Sports, particularly ice hockey. Even though my Flames won't be making the playoffs this year  , I still love the sport. There is something exhilarating about hockey. The hard hits, the beautiful saves (and goals, I guess)… I love it all. Don't get me wrong, football is awesome, too. But hockey is so much more fast-paced and full of action. It can change in 10 seconds or less.

7. Crunchtime Supplements. These things will be the savior of my Contracts grade. I've been floundering around trying to figure out how to structure my outline (let alone actually outlining anything), and these set me pretty straight. The flowcharts helped me set up the basic shell of my outline so that I can understand exactly how to answer a contracts question. Now if only I could actually sit down and outline that class…

8. Weddings. Even though I won't be getting married anytime soon, I absolutely love weddings. I'm going to a wedding in about a week for two of my best friends from college, and I can't wait. I watch wedding shows when I can catch them (My Fair Wedding, Bridezillas <3, Platinum Weddings). I can't wait to get married someday.

9. Con Law. Con Law is the bright spot in my law school day. I really dislike Contracts (probably because it is horribly organized) and I'm kind of indifferent towards Property, but I really enjoy Con Law. My professor is a-maz-ing. She makes it all make sense. I'm actually holding out on taking Admin for my 3L year because she isn't teaching it next year. I feel like I know what is coming in that class (which is so shocking).

I've decided to join in on the 10 days meme (thanks to one of my favorite blogs), so here we go.

1. I'm surprisingly anti-social. I prefer small groups over large ones, and typically I prefer groups of 1-2 best. If I make plans with a group of people, I have to force myself to participate. And sometimes I fail at forcing myself, and I end up staying home and watching movies alone. While it sounds lonely and depressing, I'm usually very happy when I'm home alone.

2. I was abused by my ex-boyfriend. He only hit me once (he pushed me off a top bunk and shoved me against a wall), but I can still remember in the middle of one horrible fight on the phone the absolute terror he unleashed in my brain when he said, "If you were here, I would have hit you by now. Slapped you across the face." I don't remember any of what we were fighting about, what time of day it was, where I was sitting, if I was crying or not–but I remember the inflection in his voice and the exact words he said. I remember how quietly he said them, the only calm, rational sounding thing he said for hours was that he would have hit me had I been standing in front of him. That moment was when I knew with every fiber of my being I couldn't marry him (which, btw, was the plan at the time). After breaking up, other suppressed memories came back–things that had happened five years previously (with the same guy) that confirmed that I definitely made the right call in not marrying him.

3. I have an eidetic memory. I can remember pretty much everything I read, if I read it carefully and don't just skim, and most things I see. If I'm looking for something I've misplaced, I close my eyes and try to see where I last saw it. It usually works. I can still remember what my 11th-grade American history classroom looked like, the set up of the desks and the arrangement of the posters on the front wall.

4. Sometimes I feel completely and utterly unprepared for the real world. A lot of my classmates have worked in real jobs before (some as paralegals even) or are married/have kids. I feel like I'm so far behind them, since I went straight from high school to college to law school. My parents never made me work during high school and I never had a job during the college school year. I feel like I am way behind in these areas.

5. I love citations/style guides. I enjoy Bluebooking and I still check S's footnotes from time to time. It's just kind of soothing for me.

6. I don't like it when people think I'm smart. I think it goes along with being shy, but I really prefer if no one notices me in my life. I don't want people to think I'm dumb, but I don't want them thinking I'm really smart. This is why I don't emphasize my grades (or really tell all that many people what they are), and I tend to downplay what I know. I know I shouldn't dislike it when people think I'm smart, but its just always there. I prefer being unnoticed.

7. I have panic attacks when I have to do something outside my comfort zone. When I was a journalism major, I literally broke down crying and hyperventilating because I had to cold call people. Same goes for being assertive in my job search–panic attacks like whoa.

8. I feel out of place sometimes in law school. Most people seem to know *exactly* what they want to do (K wants to do environmental law; AV wants to work for the feds, AB wants to be a prosecutor… the list goes on). I have no clue whatsoever. I love the First Amendment, I love election law, I really like academic stuff… but what that means as far as a job? No clue. I know I want to do something where I get to make a difference in someone's life. I don't think I want to work in a big firm (or a law firm in general). Other than that… it's all a blur.

9. In addition to that general feeling of being lost as to my future, I keep having this gut feeling about that future. I just *know* that I'm going to graduate, get a job (hopefully), get married, have kids, and never use my law degree again. I don't know why, but that is just the recurring thought that runs through my head. It's not what I want per se (not that it would be horrible–I definitely want to get married and have kids sometime in the not-too-distant future), but I don't think I want to do all of this work and not get something out of it, you know?

10. I really, really dislike people who will do anything to get what they want. I think this is why I dislike politics so much. I just can't stand when people would cross so many lines just to get what they want. It's selfish, self-centered, and just completely rude. For example, I know someone who would accuse a classmate of being homophobic because the GLBT group didn't get "enough" money. There are so many things wrong with that, but the biggest thing that got me was how low it felt. To accuse someone of being homophobic because you didn't get enough money? Particularly when everyone's budget got cut? It's a horrible thing to accuse someone of anyway, but to do it over money is just despicable.

This has been quite a long couple of weeks since I last blogged. Some bad luck/stupid decision making on my part. I turned down my professor to hold out for BOE and then that night (like 2 hours later, and I was like seriously? You couldn't have emailed me back like a little bit sooner?) I didn't get the job with BOE . I was very depressed. I really wanted it but I guess I can't get too caught up. I've still got a couple of outstanding applications (one to the state's AG), so maybe one of them with come through.

We registered for classes. I didn't quite get everything I wanted (First Amendment closed before 1Ls even had a chance to register :0 ) but I'm happy with what I'm taking. I've got Evidence, Business Associations, Election Law, and I'm signed up for an externship. I'm going to try to intern with an election law firm, so *fingers crossed*.

This weekend was also crazy. It was Admitted Students Weekend, so there were all kind of 0Ls running around here. I was supposed to have one of them (from my home state) stay with me, but she decided she wanted to stay at the local hotel with some of her (potential) future classmates. While I was looking forward to having someone stay here, it was also nice not having to play host. Besides, I think she's a future gunner. No one should be excited about the Socratic method, I'm just saying. Not cool. Today, however, was the main event. I was on a student panel about life here. I think it went OK, but one girl–who I actually am friends with–totally dominated. Every. single. question. she had an answer for. Even questions that she didn't know anything about! (Like dual degrees–she's not don't anything like it!) It was kind of annoying. It's not like she just answered, either. She would give them 8 examples where she only needed to give one. And I could tell the audience wasn't really enjoying her. Afterwards there was a big break (I didn't realize how long it was or I would have brought my books or gone home) before the student organization fair. This is kind of unnecessary. The students who come here will get the same spiel during Orientation next semester and the students who don't come… well, they don't care about our organizations they're at another school. But it was alright. I got to talk about election law and meet some people who seemed genuinely interested in joining our society next year. Which would be good, we need 1Ls for some of our board positions!

I'm starting to feel the panic of late semester law school. My outlines are horribly behind and I have 2 advanced research assignments and a lrw memo due this week. Yay. Just love it so much! *Sarcasm* It's almost summer, I just have to keep remembering that. I just want to get through it all. But I'm just so tired…

Well, that spring break went fast.

Tomorrow it is back to school. Back to reading casebooks every day, working on (or, you know, starting…) my outlines, and just general school stuff. Spring break was a nice distraction from all of that. First, S came up here for four days. He hadn't been here since we came up for the admitted students weekend last March, so it was nice to show him the city as a resident as opposed to a visitor. He also got to see my little house, which was nice. I love my little place, even if it is small and kind of hidden. That's part of its charm. 

After classes were done, we went back to my undergrad/his school. We both went there for undergrad; he stayed to do his masters degree there. It was nice to be back. I got to see my old professors (one of whom is leaving to go to WVU  … he was my favorite)  and eat at some of my favorite restaurants. We went to a local sub shop in Monday for my baby sister's birthday (she's 22 :o I feel old) and then my parents came up to visit on Tuesday and we went to PF Changs. That was pretty nice, especially since the nearest one to me is about 1-1/2 hours away. The rest of my visit was pretty chill, just hanging out. S had a lot of work for school, so I spent a lot of time entertaining myself/watching TV. A nice relaxing break.

This week is going to be crazy. We register for classes a week from Wednesday, so there is all of the nerves/excitement involved in that. I have a few classes I want to take figured out, now its just a question of actually getting in to them. If I have my way, this will be my schedule:

I'm excited for it. That's assuming I get everything I want, of course. I'm also going to try to take a 1 credit class that meets in DC twice in the semester. It's about post-election litigation and it sounds fascinating. Here's hoping I get that (^) schedule!

I also have an interview this week! It's with a group that does research on capital punishment cases in the state. It's too far to drive every day from here (so I'd have to sublet there), but that's OK. I went from not having a job, to having an offer I want but still waiting for the one I really really want (BOE). If I don't get the BOE job, I'll probably take the offer I have (to work for a second professor that I absolutely LOVE) and then my summer is set. But I really want the BOE job! *Crosses fingers*

In addition to all of that excitement, I have a new class that starts this week. It only meets four times this semester (twice a week for the next two weeks), but it is graded and is required for my scholarship. It also meets for 2-1/2 hours each time. :o

I was never very good at dealing with death. In some ways, I guess I should be. I lost all three of my grandparents who were alive when I was born before I turned 23. Three horrible Septembers in a row, I lost three family members who I loved–and still love–dearly. But I still don't have a very good coping mechanism for death, other than a lot of crying. It usually doesn't sink in that the person is gone for a long time. Sometimes it still doesn't feel real. I have to remind myself that they really are gone, that I can't just call them or see them when I go back home.

Someone I know died yesterday. We weren't "real" friends, in the sense that we had never met in person or talked much, even online. But I felt like she was a kindred spirit in a lot of ways. We both dated the same horrible guy, who forced himself on me when I was 16 and hit her so hard it left bruises for weeks when they were engaged. In some ways, her life was inspirational to me. She left him; she confronted the fears that kept me there for so long and walked away. I know that it wasn't the same; no relationship (even when a key party is the same) is exactly the same as another. But her story inspired me to stand up for myself. And then she found an amazing man that she was going to marry less than six months from now. She was always upbeat and passionate about life, even in the dark days of dealing with the aftershocks from an abusive relationship. She always seemed to have a smile on her face. She was diagnosed with cancer (apparently a very rare form and placement in the body) less than a month ago. She had (successful) surgery, but suffered a stroke (from a blood clot) and died the next day.

Even though we weren't close (as I mentioned), I can't help but feel overwhelmed. It doesn't seem fair for someone like that–who had overcome so much already and was putting up a brave fight in the face of some pretty scary odds with the cancer–to die so suddenly, so young. She was only 25, 1 year older than me. No one believes they are going to die at 25. But life can take unexpected twists and turns and suddenly 25 years is all you get. There were so many things she planned to do–just in the next six months!–that are no longer going to happen. It kind of brings into focus my own mortality. I can't imagine what I would do if I knew that I only had 10 months to live (since I am 10 months away from the big 2-5 birthday). And for it to end so suddenly, with no real warning? I guess this is why it is so important to truly live in the moment. That is one thing that this girl was good at. She lived every moment of her life to the fullest. That life, unfortunately, ended far too early.

Like I said, this made me realize how fragile life is. I mean, everyone says that. I've said it before. But I didn't really realize just how short life can be. She was in the prime of her life, getting married and settling down, when all of a sudden its gone. What would I have to show for my life if it suddenly ended now? Not too much. I'm not married, I'm not even finished with school yet. I've been feeling strange lately, and this makes those feelings stronger. The "strange" is a very strong urge to get married and have kids. Not necessarily bang-bang, within two years being completely domesticated. But I want to get married. Preferably soon. I told S the other day that I can totally see myself becoming a stay-at-home mom after having kids, even though it seems the opposite of my personality (and the debt I'm going into to get this law degree). But maybe I shouldn't fight that feeling. Maybe I should do what feels right. Because you never know if you are going to get the chance in the future.

I was also upset (and I guess this is a little hypocritical, considering I was pretty worked up by it and we barely knew each other) by our mutual ex's reaction. No, he wasn't cavalier or rude; in fact, it was quite the opposite. The guy who called her a whore for getting engaged so soon after they broke up (more than a year and half after, btw), who said she was a horrible person because she wouldn't take him back, called her his "everything" and his "muse" and was (at least outwardly claiming to be) heartbroken. I don't know why it upset me, but it did. I guess it's probably because I think I know why he did it–because he wanted people to feel sorry for him. It's just… she was getting married to someone else. Who was her whole world, and who loved her just as much as she loved him. And they had been broken up for years. And he bad-mouthed her from the minute she stood up for herself and walked away from him. I just can't stomach it.

I know that she is in a better place now, where she isn't suffering from the pain that this cancer (and life issues) caused her. I hope that she knows what an inspiration her life was to me, and how unfair it is that she didn't get to spend more time here. She overcame so much in such a short lifetime, that it just doesn't seem right that she didn't get to spend longer with the man who loved her so much. Better days were in front of her; it seems cruel for her to have never seen them. I know that she was happy during her lifetime. But shouldn't she get more happy times than bad? Shouldn't everyone live in happiness more than sadness before they are gone?

Happiness is what you make of life, I guess. Death certainly puts things in perspective. I had a bit of an emotional night last night because of a (small) disagreement with S. And it was *really* my fault (I was overreacting to stuff), although it was also in part because he was so stressed out. That seems so trivial now. We only got to see each other for nine days. Why did I spend one of our precious nights crying over stupid matters?

I want to be happy. I want to leave this life knowing that my life was more about happiness and joy than darkness. It's easier said than done. But I guess it all comes down to this (and the end of my rambling 1200 word blog post about death): Life is but a brief span of time, its exact length unknown until the end. If I want to be happy, I have to be happy. Simple, yet so very hard.

For men are not cast off by the Lord forever. Though he brings grief, he will show compassion, so great is his unfailing love. For he does not willingly bring affliction or grief to the children of men.

– Lamentations 3:31-33

I'm officially on spring break as of 5 PM yesterday! I'm so glad to have this break. Although my classes aren't *yet* making me crazy, that's coming. Finals aren't that far away. This week will be a good way to recharge and get focused again. I was definitely getting spring break fever this week. I didn't read for Property on Tuesday, and thankfully she didn't call on me. I caught up on the reading by Thursday, but I still felt lazy. And like I was falling behind. So its a good thing I have a whole week without readings, job search questions, club stuff, and more…

As far as spring break plans, I'm going back home. Not too exciting. I do get to see some awesome people, eat some amazing food, and relax though. Not too shabby. Now all I have to do before I leave is clean my house, do the laundry, pack, and run to the airport…

Oh yeah, and did I mention I'm still waiting to hear about jobs?! This is just frustrating.  I know its only been a week, but I don't have that much patience. I did get a reply to my thank you email, so maybe that's a good sign…? I just want to work this summer, is that such a bad thing?

I think I've made some headway with my new bowling ball. I shot pretty well and very consistent (189-190-210=589) on Monday, and picked it up on Thursday after a horrible start (134-221-203=558). The ball rolls really well off my hand and looks beautiful into the pocket. I'm still trying to figure out the perfecting starting line and position, but once I hit that spot it just goes long and snaps back into the pocket. My fingers are also adjusting again, although I still occasionally drop it at the line. The ball is a bit picky, however; if I miss outside on decent lanes, it just dies. But I'm getting better at *not* missing outside too much, so that's not going to be too big of a problem (I hope).

I really do hate waiting. I'm impatient to a fault–usually when I'm waiting for something I really really want. Which is currently the case. I had my two interviews on Friday. I now want to work for the Elections Board even more than before. :D The interviewer was really nice and personable, and we talked about Florida election issues (where we were both from) as well as the trends here and what the Board will be doing this spring/summer. I *think* he liked me. I hope so. :o He seemed to think I was smart, which is always a perk. We actually ran 10 minutes long (thankfully there was no one right after me, I think). The job also sounds fantastic! I would be helping with interpretation questions from the various districts and (here's the really awesome part) possibly drafting regulations. AKA real law. That people actually have to follow! That's crazy! It's also really good job experience and it would put my blogging knowledge/skills to the test. I just have to wait to see if they offer me a job. Thus the waiting. The interviewer said they're going to move fairly quickly, so I hope that means I hear within a couple of weeks.

The second interview was kind of stilted and not as great, but I know my heart wasn't as into that one as the first one. The guy had also just interviewed a girl he knew really well and had worked for them before, so I don't think I was quite as impressive. I don't expect them to offer me a job, but that's OK. At least I will know on that by Friday. I don't really want to work there as much as the other one, so no hard feelings, right?

Friday itself was really long. I was exhausted by the time I got home. I had class at 10 am (contracts *shudder*) and then work at 11. After I got out of work (which actually ran longer than normal), I had to run home, change into my suit, and drive an hour away to the state capital for the interviews. This was technically a program with three area law schools, so it was held at the "centrally located" one. The campus was gorgeous–kind of reminded me of what movies/tv think colleges look like–but I got so lost. The directions from my school weren't all that clear and neither were the ones a couple of students gave me. I got there kind of early for my interviews (I got there at 1:45, my first interview was at 3), but better early than late, right? I was out there until my interviews were done at 4, then drove back the hour home. I crashed on my couch and watched hockey the rest of the night before falling asleep early. And sleeping in on Saturday until noon.

I also got my new Nkyrption Code drilled! It's gorgeous on the lane. There was one *tiny* problem though; apparently my fingers have grown since I was 14. That's the last time my fingers were measured for a ball, and the span is so different. It took some getting used to, but by the last game I was comfortable. I didn't shoot all that great or consistent, really (149-141-211=501), but that was partially the pattern. The machine had apparently screwed up. A 224 average bowler shot less than 570, so I was not horribly upset at how I bowled. Plus, the main problem wasn't that I was rolling the ball bad but that I couldn't pick up my spares. The pattern made it very difficult to shoot corners, which was pretty much what I was leaving (with the occasional split, of course). Hopefully my hand will be up to the task on Monday. It felt like I was re-learning how to bowl fingertip on Thursday, so here's hoping that doesn't happen again on Monday!

I'm currently avoiding my LRW memo. I've got my facts finished, my q.p.'s done (mostly), and the discussion section outlined, I just don't want to actually write it. Procrastination, for the win! The issue itself is interesting (unconscionability in a contract, based on a disclaimer of an implied warranty) I just don't want to write it. I've got the research done, I just need motivation. Even the due date (5 pm tomorrow) isn't motivating me. Probably because that is still 23 hours away. Lol I also think our side of the case is significantly weaker than the other side, but what can you do? This is the case we're going to take through discovery and possibly trial (if our working group doesn't get shifted to a criminal case), so this "client" will be here for a while.

I think spring-break fever has set in, because I can't wait for Friday, when I'm free!