So I'm sure everyone else reading this is doing exciting things, having an actual summer vacation and the like.

And here I am stuck writing a dissertation about the use of feudal incidents for patronage in the reign of Edward I.  Lately I've been mining various calendars of charter rolls and patent rolls and close rolls and fine rolls for data.  ( Read more... )

Apparently all things that Henry III of England was willing to take in lieu of cash for favors.

In other news, I have 7000 more words to write on the subject before Monday morning. 

...I'm happy. Which is odd, because I have about two weeks to research and write two 5000-word essays, one about the Old English translation of Bede's Historia Ecclesiastica and the other about the Memoranda Roll of 1199 and its connection to the Pipe Roll of that same year, and I haven't slept in some time, and I have Latin tomorrow morning and ( Read more... )

Dear Persons Who Fancy Themselves Knowledgeable About Ethics ( Read more... )

Charming indeed is that quaint rite-of-passage of the Californians, the trip to the DMV to get one's driver's license. It requires numerous forms and documents and tiresome questions about whether one can read and what the proper procedure for making left turns is, and the variations thereof when one is sharing the road with a porcupine, but as ( Read more... )

So S. and I went to see Star Wars last night at the midnight showing. Perhaps this indicates an unreasonable devotion to that film series, often to be accompanied by ever-increasing expenditures on posable plastic merchandise and proportionally decreasing amount of time spent in normal society. Let me assure you, Gentle Reader, that indeed this ( Read more... )

...requires me to announce that I am GRADUATING. Tomorrow. Or perhaps today...in twelve or thirteen hours, anyway.

Or, in other words, the LSAT is over.

Now, then:

The Story of the Horrible, Horrible LSAT, Written in the Third Person so that I Can Pretend It Didn't Happen to Me:

Chapter the First: Our Heroine Has a Bad Idea
Once upon a time, whilst Our Heroine was residing at Special K.'s house, Special K. decided to go to a bookstore to discuss ( Read more... )

I had a very lovely plane ride home today--got up at 5:30, had stroopwafels in the car with Special K. on the way to Detroit, had a whole row to myself on the plane, and curled up under my long wool coat for a nap about an hour after take-off. When I woke up and looked out the window all I could see were snow-capped mountains. And for the next ( Read more... )

Actually, I got home a week ago, but only now am I able to speak of this unbearable experience! Or perhaps I'm just lazy ( Read more... )