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Miss me?

Well, I'm back. I had a nice vacation and much (previously reported) sex. I'm finding that leaving law school for 4 days is never a good idea. The class seems to have crossed some threshhold while I was away - reading assignments have increased 10 fold, folks are smarter, parties were better - I really missed out on something. Something...yes...I'm not sure what.

I have to go get my ass in gear for Contracts. I live for Contracts. It's hard to think of a class I'd rather be in - than Contracts. Professor Contracts, so witty and charming, is the perfect compliment to any early morning. My favorite part is how we read the same case every day, day after day, week after week. I'm told that today we'll be moving on to case #2....of the year - I'm not kidding.

Tomorrow, I have Civ Pro, which I managed to miss every class of last week. And what, you might be asking, did I miss exactly? Oh nothing much, just a little case called Pennoyer. Good thing it wasn't anything important or I'd be feeling kind of fucked right now.

Contracts calls....measure of damages is pretty freakin sweet so I may not be back any time soon.

In the basement

I'll be back soon. I promise I have a good reason to be away. It involves lots of sex. More later.

What's Latin for get over yourself?

What's with all the Latin? You never spoke Latin, never studied Latin, probably never knew any Latin...then you go to law school for a few years and suddenly you're a Latin genius. Latin names for blogs, Latin slogans and catch phrases, mixing Latin into general conversation - it's all a bit obnoxious really. I'm going to buck this tide. I'm going to learn some other dead language and stir thngs up - really catch people off guard. In fact, it doesn't even have to be a real language - no one will know what I'm saying anyway. That's right - bligart blo fegardtcheck. You heard me right. What, you don't know what that means? Pffftt.

One more thing - I never, in my life, wanted a Dell...until...I saw a classmate's cute little notebook in Contracts the other day. Now, I want one. Now, I go to dell.com to find it. Now, they don't carry it anymore. Damn Dell.

Back to the Olympics.

Weekends aren't so bad

I'm here. I fixed my computer - the law school network's software did me in for a few days. I have removed it so I can use my laptop - but I'm still not plugged in to the network. I'll get that straightened out tomorrow...maybe.

Class, so far, has been nothing to fear. One prof calls on people randomly and keeps them on the hook for the entire class. Others ask for volunteers. Some classes just feel like an everyone-participates relaxed discussion. One prof has you sign in at the beginning of each class for attendance and preparedness. You can sign-in unprepared and won't be called on. If you do this less than 7 times and are absent 3 or less days, you get a bump up in your grade at the end of the semester. More than 7/3 and you get a bump down. It's nice to know I can have a bad day and not be on the spot - but I don't plan to be doing much of any signing in unprepared.

I've had all but one class at least once. I have CrimLaw on Monday for the first time. My previously great schedule has taken a bit of a hit, but is still fairly good. Now:

Monday
8:30 - 9:55..........Crim Law
10:00 - 11:20......Contracts

Tuesday
8:30 - 9:55..........Crim Law
10:00 - 11:20......Contracts
4:30 - 6:00..........Legal Writing w/ 3rd Year

Wednesday
8:40 - 9:55..........Torts
10:00 - 11:20......Contracts
1:00 - 2:25..........Civ Pro

Thursday
8:40 - 9:55..........Torts
10:00 - 11:00......Contracts
11:00 - 11:55......Legal Writing w/ Prof
1:00 - 2:25..........Civ Pro

Friday
8:40 - 9:55..........Torts

So Tuesday's now suck - but what can you do? Friday's are great and really let me get things in order so that I can enjoy the weekend. Actually, I have been on top of everything so far - on Friday I was gathering up anything that needed to go home with me and found very little. Then I had a moment of panic when I thought, surely - there must be something I've missed. I hope not - and I've been enjoying my weekend under the impression that I have the work for Monday and Tuesday well in hand. Mostly.

I should be reading for CrimLaw now. I really should. OK, I'm going to go do that. Right now. Really.

Dear Blog,

I've missed you. I almost forgot where you were or how to get to you. Law school is demanding of my time. It's not you, it's me. I've spent so many hours reading casebooks that I can't recall what it was like to enjoy the practice of reading.

Classes today were good. I think I learned a few things even. Most people are crazy with the note-taking. I didn't take many notes at all. I had pen and paper at the ready, but found very little that needed to be preserved FOREVER. About 90% of my classmates were furiously hammering away at their little keyboards, getting down each and every word. It is especially funny, Blog, when the prof says something that sounds particularly important - all but a few heads drop down into a serious clickity clackity frenzy. I'm not sure if those notes will be of any use to them come finals time.

I've met some good people. I've met a few loons. There's only one guy so far who has outed himself as a moron. I wish you could come to class with me, Blog. Alas, I must focus on my studies while there. I do not have time to chat with you in Torts. I can't give you the latest dirt during Civ Pro. I haven't forgotten about you though, and I will be back with you again soon. Tomorrow, perhaps, we can have lunch together and reminisce.

It's Only Day One

Day one of orientation has come and gone, and come and gone, and come and gone...or at least that's how it felt. By the time we finally went home it felt like a week had passed.

Some things:

People watching was interesting but less than spectacular and no where near as good as it ever was in SoCal.

To the twitchy guy: You really need to try and relax a little. The first two hours in the theater...your eyes darting this way, then that...I expected armed gunmen to burst in and shoot you down. Seriously man, try some decaf or some weed - slow it down a little.

To the girl who wore the inappropriately short/tight clothing: Don't. Ever. I mean it. Eww.

To the guy who stopped us all from leaving at the end of a very long day when we had already stood up and gathered our things to leave: First, don't preface your comment with "I hate to be that guy. I usually hate that guy." Next, if what you have to say is worth keeping me from a long overdue trip home, then it better fucking blow my mind. It better really be worth it. It better be unlike what it was tonight. Last, everybody hates you. No they don't, but they will so take a break.

To the girl who was down to earth and funny and not at all wrapped up in the strutting craziness: Thanks. Law school needs more people like you.

To the girl who spoke up in the Moot Court Room today: You might not want to do that again.

I can't believe how many times (yes I can) that I heard people rattle off their resumes. I went to a better undergrad than you. I built your undergrad. I invented undergrad. I aced the LSAT. I wrote the LSAT. I am the LSAT. My girlfriend is in med school. My girlfriend is already a doctor...on Mars. I did your girlfriend...on Mars...twice. I took the LSAT on Mars. I created Mars and with what I had leftover, I created your girlfriend...and then I did her...on Mars...thrice...while doing the LSAT telepathically.

I am now in possession of a parking pass (which I received for the low low price of $50), a carrel (with key), a free law school T-shirt (and water bottle) and a user name/password for the law school network. I am fully matriculated and I still don't know how to find the bathroom.

Reading Update: I finished Chapter 1 of Torts. I own it.

Wait...Women's Field Hockey is about to start

I just watched the United States get schooled by Puerto Rico in basketball. I don't know anyone from Puerto Rico, I have never been to Puerto Rico, I don't know a thing about anyone on the team from Puerto Rico; but I was sort of pulling for Puerto Rico.

Reading update: I am now 9 pages into Torts. The thing is, the reading isn't difficult and it's actually pretty interesting....the problem lies with my tendency to wait until midnight to read, when I am tired and ready for sleep. No more messing around - I'm going to go finish reading right now. OK, right after Men's Beach Volleyball. Then, for sure.

The summer started months ago!

My joy at having schedule and books in hand is tempered by just a touch of anger. The (obviousy) vast conspiracy between the Greeks and the IOC to have the Olympics coincide with the start of classes is quite unappreciated - thank you very much.

Reading update: I am 2 pages into Torts. I have been 2 pages into Torts since last night, when I read two pages and then fell asleep. Today - well the damn Olympics are on, now aren't they?! Must. Read. Torts. Must. Stop. Looking. At. Half-Nekkid. Girls. Playing. Beach. Volleyball.

Schedules and such

Not only did I get lost twice in the law school today, I also got my ID card and schedule. Wooohooo. I’m not sure if it’s good or bad. The schedule, that is. Well, it’s not bad. Some people ended up with no class on Friday’s. I am not one of those people. Those people, however, have class until 4:20 pm three days a week. Blah. My latest class is done at 2:25 and is only twice a week. Yea for me.

So here it is:

Monday
8:30 - 9:55..........Crim Law
10:00 - 11:20......Contracts

Tuesday
8:30 - 9:55..........Crim Law
10:00 - 11:20......Contracts

Wednesday
8:40 - 9:55..........Torts
10:00 - 11:20......Contracts
1:00 - 2:25..........Civ Pro

Thursday
8:40 - 9:55..........Torts
10:00 - 11:55......Legal Writing
1:00 - 2:25..........Civ Pro

Friday
8:40 - 9:55..........Torts

Friday looks good. Monday and Tuesday look OK. Wednesday looks dubious. Thursday seems fine. All in all, I am pleased. I also went book shopping. I left 625 bucks poorer and 150 lbs heavier. Good grief, the books. I lugged the bastards back to my car, after which I could no longer feel my fingers. The book store was kind enough to give law students a free tote bag, which seemed to be made of paper. The weight of the books made the straps dig into your hands in such an exhilarating manner.

I got lunch and went home to look over my haul. I was looking through the reading assignments posted by one prof and noticed that I had managed to miss a book at the book store. Simply wonderful - I was going to have to go back and get it. I went back, found parking, walked to the bookstore, climbed the stairs and couldn’t find the damn book. A helpful book store employee kindly informed me that the book was a university print item and was not yet available - indicated by the clearly posted 2 inch post-it note sign in the 1st year book area. Well, shit. All that for nothing. Now, I’ll have to make ANOTHER damn trip to the bookstore next week. I also spent another $100 while there on recommended supplements and a sweatshirt. I’m most pleased with the sweatshirt.

So, for now, I am temporarily off the hook for the Contracts reading, but have 29 pages of Torts to keep me company this weekend. I need to find a bar. Soon.

This and That

I drove by the law school again today. I half thought about actually going in - but wandering around aimlessly wasn't high on my list of desired things to do today (what with the exploded ovary and all). I figure I'll save all that aimless wandering for orientation. There's bound to be others wandering as well. Of course, my fellow 1L's could be polishing up their law building knowledge this week while I am jacking around, in which case I may be the only wanderer. Maybe, but I doubt it.

I did notice something today. Things, really. First - the city has decided that the week before school starts is an excellent time to undertake a massive street digging-up project which effectively blocks the main road to the law school. Nice. There is an acceptable alternate route - but it's not as nice.

I also noticed that there is no where near as much parking as I had remembered (imagined) from my previous visit to the school. What was also remembered to be an additional nearby parking lot, turned out to be parking for staff and faculty only. Wonderful. I'm guessing that I am going to need to be pretty early or pretty fit in order to get to class each day. Damn it.

I ordered a backpack and some school supplies - finally. My Booq will be here tomorrow - but woohoo to Office Depot who not only gave me free shipping (for orders over $50) but promised next-day delivery, and delivered. The UPS guy didn't seem too happy to have to trek out to my house in the sticks. He handed me one box saying, "I'm glad to get rid of this stuff." Umm OK. Anyway, even gouchy UPS guy couldn't take away from my joy at having my supplies. I opened up my own private Christmas and dutifully put everything away....except for the stuff that is destined for the Booq. Damn Booq - two day delivery is so yesterday (or the day before) - get with the program.

Tomorrow, I plan to finish that damn book the school sent - no more procrastinating. Friday, I will be back at the law school and will actually have to go in this time - unless they will deliver my schedule to me curbside. Doubtful. Then it's off to the bookstore to book shop. I can't think of a more exciting day.