First Day of School
The first day of school went swimmingly. The Professional Responsibility Professor, formerly The Torts Professor discussed the class, told us about all the neat things we would be doing, and then asked us to talk about ourselves. Score! Also, all that reading I did yesterday? Not discussed, but hey, I'm ready for Wednesday.
Tomorrow: 140 pages of reading between 3 law classes.
I'm amazingly non-bitter about this because I got two hours of sleep last night (I have insomnia and I learned Saturday night that Tylenol PM is an evil, evil thing) and being concerned takes energy. Of which I have none.
I'm a little alarmed at how few of you watch Friday Night Lights and will have to make a long post waxing poetic about how wonderful the show is and how you all need to be watching it. I'm a little amused at how few of of you are watching The Unit and have to admit that I've only seen one episode this season and that was because Dad was watching it the other night.
In the meantime: Christmas cookies are evil and make me fat. Sure, okay, I only gained 2 pounds this year instead of that one year when I gained 8 between Halloween and New Year's, but apparently they're a FAT two pounds because I'm pretty sure my jeans weren't this tight before I went home.
Tomorrow: 140 pages of reading between 3 law classes.
I'm amazingly non-bitter about this because I got two hours of sleep last night (I have insomnia and I learned Saturday night that Tylenol PM is an evil, evil thing) and being concerned takes energy. Of which I have none.
I'm a little alarmed at how few of you watch Friday Night Lights and will have to make a long post waxing poetic about how wonderful the show is and how you all need to be watching it. I'm a little amused at how few of of you are watching The Unit and have to admit that I've only seen one episode this season and that was because Dad was watching it the other night.
In the meantime: Christmas cookies are evil and make me fat. Sure, okay, I only gained 2 pounds this year instead of that one year when I gained 8 between Halloween and New Year's, but apparently they're a FAT two pounds because I'm pretty sure my jeans weren't this tight before I went home.