My first law school exam was an exercise in both humility and humiliation.

I never thought Con Law would be my Waterloo.

Based on my bit of defeatist math, I can allow around 44 people to be smarter than me and still end up with Bs in my doctrinal classes (I'm not going to discuss my legal writing class ( Read more... )

5 inches of snow expected by Monday.

Hello, Chicago winter.

But I finally convinced my mom that Burberry rain/snow boots were a reasonable purchase.

Thank you, Chicago winter.

For the first time in my academic career I am having trouble complying with word limits in that I am about 1000 words over the limit.

Why is it 82 degrees in frickin' Chicago in the middle of frickin' October?

Not right. Not even a little bit.

Things are good, nothing much for me to say ( Read more... )

I've officially gone through all the Married to the Sea archives within the first month of classes. Now what am I gonna do to kill the next 3 years of my time?

Frances Bean Cobain is 16.

God, I feel old.

Awwwwwwkwaaaaaaard situation.

Living it right now.

Should be paying attention to class.

Crap.

I got my own apartment ( Read more... )