Are you there LRW, it's me, Will

Morning post! What a rarity. It's because I actually went to sleep at a reasonable time last night and woke up before I had a class to sprint to this morning. My reading for today is actually done; some of my reading for tomorrow is even done. I have ample time to browse the news and sip a cup of coffee. What's going on here? Oh, LRW is basically over - that godforsaken class. Exquisite.

LRW ended for all intensive purposes on Saturday morning around 10:45 when I walked out of my oral argument, looking very sharp in my suit if I do say so myself. Being a very classy gentleman, I congratulated opposing counsel on a good argument (which it truly was), straightened my tie, and did the black power fist in the air to show solidarity with my brothers and sisters who lined the halls of DC Superior Court, waiting for their oral arguments to commence. I think my own oral argument was pretty good, but who really knows? And who cares? Not me, it's over!

In celebration I met up with Rebecca and Vanessa, who was in town, and we ended up walking from the Smithsonian metro stop all the way to Arlington National Cemetery. That's a long walk. But it was fantastic - the day was glorious and did I mention that LRW was over. On the way we stopped by the Washington monument, WWII memorial, and Lincoln memorial. Arlington, which I had never been to, was pretty incredible. It is absolutely huge. I went and saw the Kennedys - John, Bobby, and Teddy. Sad face. Needless to say I love the Kennedys (I have a picture of those three on my wall) and I find them a fascinating family, so I was happy to get to pay my respects. And I was respectful. Unlike the people who were shouting into their phones or posing for pictures despite the signs asking for quiet and respect. Come on people. The worst was someone who had to explain to his friend who Teddy Kennedy was as they were stepping up to see the grave. "President Kennedy's brother. He died, like, recently." "Who? When?" There are ten million nasty things I can say about that, but what it really left me with is the idea that many people in this country do not have enough of a sense of history or a respect for the past. And here's one mean comment: Read a freaking book people - one that isn't Harry Potter!

I don't know what this says about me, but this was my ending thought, which I said to Vanessa, upon leaving Arlington: Wow, this place would make a crazy good zombie army. If I were a necromancer, I'd totally come here.
Probably too much Diablo 2 in my past. But there I was always a barbarian...

Sunday, the first full day without LRW, was largely consumed by a Passover themed scavenger hunt around Dupont Circle. The 10 clues, each of which led us to a new location, were of course plague-themed. Wow. Despite how this may sound and how bad you are judging right now, it was actually a lot of fun. My team did not win. But we also did not lose. Most importantly we didn't make ourselves look like a bunch of hyper-competitive JAPs (I'm looking at you team of girls who screamed at your teammates to run everywhere, made rude comments to my team, and wore incredibly tight and unfortunately revealing spandex). Then beers, frozen yogurt, and college basketball. So really, who won here?
I mean it was no Scavenger Hunt (I didn't get banned from IHOP, fight off capture, or throw tea bags into Boston Harbor), but it was still fun.

Ok, Now

Figured it out. That's right, formatting, I beat you! <--Pathetic. 1 more edit tomorrow, then I am done with writing crap for LRW!! So excited. So what if this is nearly 2000 words under the limit? My professor likes concision. And not my writing, so it probably won't make a difference either way. Who cares? I'm done writing! Oh joyous day.

This calls for a celebration. How about going to Boston tomorrow through Tuesday? OK, done. Yup, that's happening. It's actually for a job interview, but that's neither here nor there. I hope to see some cool cats. That was about my mom's cats, Boots and Brady. I also hope to see some friends. That would be phenomenal. I am there for an extremely limited time, I know. Sucks, but oh well. I'm already missing two days of class for this. Exciting, right? Right.

Sharks suck!

I've been listening to Flogging Molly a lot recently. I'm a fan. Not even because one of my favorite holidays is next Wednesday. Though I am super excited for that. I will miss being at college for St. Patrick's Day though. Those were some fun, possible excessive, times. The memory that stands out to me (and I have lost quite a few memories of those days) is junior year bellowing Dropkick Murphys at the top of my lungs with Packard and Keara while staring at a table completely covered with empty Guinness and Baileys bottles. I'm sure more reminiscence will follow. Let's see if we can't make some more "memories" this year.

I wish I had more exciting stories from this week, but nothing was particularly exciting unless you are a huge fan of Microsoft Word, which consumed most of my week. Also, I have been fighting off being sick for a few days. That's obnoxious. I drank three cartons of orange juice in three days! How could my body possibly even think about getting sick? If science has taught me anything it is that I should be healthy right now. I should be more than healthy. I should be a Nietzschean superman! (I took an entire course on Nietzsche and if you asked me what his philosophy is I still couldn't tell you. What a guy.) Also sometimes Nietzsche makes me want to change my name to Zarathustra so after every sentence I say I can add "Thus Spoke Zarathustra."

One more thing - new career goal: At some point in my legal career I want to yell "I AM THE LAW" at someone. They will be scared as hell; I'll be kidding but they won't know that. Much better that way.