This Week in Doing It Wrong

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It's 10.33, and the first time I've left my room for more than 1.5 minutes. The interim has been spent (re-)learning Evidence and practicing Criminal Law/Procedure essays. Why does it feel, after having studied for 12 solid hours today, like I'm still behind? It is perhaps a measure of this thing's odiousness that my primary concern with this snow--rather than letting the child in me rejoice or rather than letting the literary imp in me opine on its beauty--is that I'll be unable to study in the office tomorrow.

I will fight with every bone in my body to keep from feeling guilty for indulging in this episode of Jessica Jones.