Useless observation of the day

When I write the word subpoena, I write the "o" clockwise. But I think I make my "o" an "0" counter-clockwise in almost all other occasions.

I wonder why I do that.

Footnotes can be very disturbing

One of the "imaginary beings" in the Wills & Trusts casebook is the "precocious toddler." In the footnote to this text note, it reveals that the youngest girl on record for giving birth was 5 years old. Apparently, she had some fast developing reproductive organs setting off menses at 1 month old. So after being raped by her mentally-retarded teenage stepbrother, she now has a son that is 5 years younger than her.

I know that I wanted to get married in Kindergarten, but I really don't think I would have been ready for children at that age. *g*

And here I thought I had "female problems."

November Hurdles

I've made it over the first of my November hurdle days without even noticing it was a November hurdle day. This week is going to be the challenge....especially now that I'm aware what this week is. I'm hoping to be busy enough this week to avoid thinking about it as much as possible.

I've met 1/3 of my practice test goals for the week. I have a couple more hours of chapter work to put in before my Ides of November deadline so I can dedicate the rest of the semester to studying. I want to be done with this semester's reading assignments by Thursday night. And tomorrow night is the Human Rights Watch Annual Dinner. I'm glad I thought of getting out the business cards now - otherwise I'd get there and realize I forgot them.

I can't believe there is only one more full week of school. And after studying hard this weekend, I hope I can keep up the energy throughout the rest of the week.

Lawless World

Author/lawyer/professor Philippe Sands visited our school during his new book promotion. He also stopped by to lead our trade class last week. I never bring money with me to class, so I added the book to my Amazon wishlist. The panel discussion was very interesting - it's nice to see people rationally disagreeing about things rather than everyone kowtowing to the same prescribed thoughts and feelings.

Hearing him speak made me think that not only was I born during the wrong era but I was born in the wrong country. But then I realize no matter how fucked up this country can be, I still don't think I could permanently move somewhere else. I'm not sure there is a problem-free country out there.

Call to action

Today was my wake up call that I can't be screwing around with this semester any more. I wish I could just snap my fingers and work more efficiently and smartly from now through finals, but I know that's not the case. I hate having to impose self-discipline to the extreme.

Starting Fresh with November

The past few Novembers have been ones I'd rather forget. This year, I am going to be hopeful that it will be new and improved. So in honor of this new hopefulness, I erased the old blog like as a symbolic erasing of the old Novembers.

There's nothing quite like a tabula rasa.