Remember when?

Remember when I used to have time to read the news and then tell you what you should be reading from NYTimes.com? Remember? I don't. Now it's all just library, library, library. On the upside, I've finished three finals. Only two more. Plus a 30 page paper. Oh how fun it is to be me.

Also on the upside of things, I have an interview with EPA on Monday. The job doesn't pay, but I hear that they are great to work for. Imagine me, a government worker (or slave--isn't that what you are if you don't get paid?). It's pretty much the last thing I would have thought of, but I also never thought I'd be a lawyer. Back to the downside, I'll have a 45 minute commute each way, and if you know me, you know that if I can't walk there I'm probably not going. Unless it's shopping or eating, but a job is neither.

Marathon studying

I have been at the library for over 5 hours, and have moved once to go to the bathroom. My eyes feel like they are going to start bleeding. There's no end in sight. This is what law school finals do to a person--I was not known to ever even go to the library in college, let alone stay there.

Turns out, the library closes at 10, and I wrote the above at 9:09. Since I was nowhere near finishing my mountain of work, I was a little worried. Luckily, once you're in the building, you can stay here ALL NIGHT! Thanks, mr. friendly law school security guard!

12:31 a.m.: finally time to go home. More than 8 hours of straight studying. Well, almost. Stamina was radically improved by Provigil and a jumbo bottle of wine.