Last Classes

I have two law school classes left. As luck would have it they are both Trusts & Estates, the class that makes me into Mr. Happy Fun Time. But for another three hours I can deal with it. My last two classes of school. Ever. Am I nostalgic? Maybe a bit. But any nostalgia I have is currently overwhelmed by the excitement of being done.

It's sort of weird - I don't feel a ton of finals pressure. My first final is a week from Tuesday, so I still have plenty of time. I almost wish I could move up my finals and be done earlier. As it is, my end date is May 2nd. And it cannot come soon enough.

Last night was Barrister's Ball (Law Prom). Kerry and I went to the pregame at Reza's with a bunch of other people. But right as we arrived, a fire alarm went off on the first floor of Reza's building and the elevators were shut down. So we had to hike up nine floors of stairs in our fancy clothes (and some people in their heels) and back down again to head out. It was an amusing spectacle. Also amusing was playing beirut in a suit. I don't think I've ever done that before.
Barrister's itself was fun. It was a nice social capstone to law school. Good people lookin' good, if a bit intoxicated at times. I got to chat with people enough that I nearly lost my voice (oh, and I've been feeling a little sick too). Ok, I don't know how to express it in a narrative form/I'm lazy, so I'm going with a pro and con list.
Barrister's Pros:
Good people
Good drinks at the open bar
Nice venue
Two classes left. 3L's! (I didn't stay until the end, but I can only hope that they played Vitamin C's "Graduation" at the end. Or maybe "Piano Man."

Cons:
Long lines to get to the open bar (resulting in lots of double fisting)
For some reason I really wanted tequila - poor choice which I realized once I got it
Not so good DJ

Ah, so good times. The night ended, as every night should, with jumbo slice pizza in Dupont.

I'm trying to do Deep Thoughts (since I don't have Twitter). But my thoughts really aren't that deep most of the time. I'd say my average thought is along the lines of "Man, Dunkin Donuts coffee is delicious." But that doesn't have the required depth.

Oh, did I mention that my final reading assignment for law school is complete? Not that I'm gloating about this finishing thing.

Between my roommate and me, we managed to sort of explain the 2008 sub prime mortgage crisis. I felt smarter from the effort. I'm getting all cocky about it. But I'm certain I'm wrong somehow.

As a bad internet user, I should be standing in solidarity with the black out protest of SOPA and PIPA bills currently in Congress. But I think Wikipedia is far better equipped to get that message out. So here I am with my sporadic blog.

The low down on my classes this semester. The scoop. The quick and dirty.
Separation of Powers - perhaps the first and only class in law school that I actually enjoy. I like the reading and the discussion. I like sitting through class. What's wrong with me? I feel like my heart grew three sizes today, as the law school grinch. But really, what a fun, interesting class with a great professor, my old Civ Pro prof.
Computer Crime - semi-interesting, rapidly-evolving area of law. The professor is entertaining and showed us a scene from "War Games" already. It should be fine. But soon I'll be scolding you (one person in particular) for stealing facebook passwords. Fun fact: my professor defended the "MySpace Killer."
Antitrust Seminar - the first class was just obnoxious name dropping. The second class was much better. Mostly I am amused by how much antitrust knowledge the professor thinks we have, but we totally don't know/remember any of it.
Trust and Estates - I may kill myself out of sheer boredom.

Using CVS Extrabucks (I spend waaaaay too much money at CVS for some reason), I bought fancy hair conditioner. As in something that cost more than $2.09. So far I am afraid to use it. It's like razor blades - why so expensive? But I hope it gives my hair extra shine and bounce. Is that Mitt Romney's secret?

White Collar addiction: activate.
Now I want to learn to how to pick locks. It just seems so cool and useful. I promise I'm not considering becoming a professional art thief after law school. Pinky swear it.

I may soon be royalty. I am purchasing my friend's queen bed because she is moving in with her boyfriend. I'm considering getting sheets with pictures of Freddy Mercury on them.

Beginning of the End

So here I am on the verge of a new semester. The next semester. The last semester I will ever have to deal with. Presumably. Who knows, maybe I'll go back and get a Ph.D in philosophy and ride out my days as a college professor. Regardless, tomorrow my last semester of law school begins. How do I feel? I want to click my heels together at the thought of ending this nightmare of a school. But mostly I don't want to go back to class.
My classes are: Antitrust Seminar, Trusts and Estates, Computer Crime, and Separation of Powers. No class before 11, no class on Fridays. It's sort of like a college schedule. And I get to pass/fail one of the classes. Woo! All my professors are supposed to be good, so I am...hopeful? As hopeful as I can be after having done my first reading assignment in a month. It wasn't great. My brain sort of forgot how to read anything that isn't the New York Times or a Game of Thrones sequel.

I am starting classes tomorrow, and still only have two out of my four grades back from last semester. I find that pretty disrespectful. My last assignment for Public Interest Lawyering was due at the beginning of December. There were two professors and only twelve students in that class. And they still can't give me a damn grade?! I'm sure grading isn't fun, but it's the professors' job. Just do it!

I am rapidly becoming addicted to Amazon.com. The iPhone app doesn't help anything. I'm just jonesing to use my Amazon Prime free shipping.

More than the sex talk, I'm afraid to explain to my children how the stock market works. "Daddy, what's a stock?" is sort of a difficult question. "Daddy, what's an independent public offering?" How do you explain that to a seven year old? I'm not sure I totally know myself! "So Toys R' Us issues stock, and if you buy the stock then you own a tiny piece of that company. And if they do well then you can share in their profits. That's why I bought you that damn Tickle Me Elmo." "Daddy, what's the CFTC?" Don't even get me started on futures markets, junior.

Today I bought my first Brooks Brothers shirts (because they were having a 50% off sale). They are...so nice. I feel like a classy gentleman wearing them. Not a bad start to a professional wardrobe. I'm going to purchase large, leather-bound books to match. Maybe a red velvet smoking jacket. The cotton is so soft I'm considering using a shirt as a pillow case. Alright, now we are going overboard, but you get the picture.
Maybe someday I'll get one of their ties with the golden fleece and officially submit my application to the WASP club.
But really, the shirts are awesome. And I'll never be a WASP because I just bragged about how I got them on sale...