No 4am Wake Up Call For Me

I wanted to wake up insanely early to go to the Supreme Court tomorrow to see the oral arguments in Snyder v. Phelps, the case where a church group goes around protesting at the funerals of servicemen because they believe that people are dying in Iraq and Afghanistan because of America's tolerance of homosexuals and got sued. It pits the First Amendment against the tort of intentional infliction of emotional distress. Very interesting stuff. Unfortunately, I am aware that around 50 people are already camped outside of the Court, waiting to get in at 9:30 tomorrow morning. First, that is very intense of them, and they are in for a night of rain, cement, and misery. Second, that means that even if I chose to join their slumber party this minute, I still would not get into the Court tomorrow morning. And you thought the wait time at Six Flags was bad! I am contemplating getting up tomorrow to go see the protesters outside of the Court, but that is unimportant enough that my desire for slumber will likely triumph.

It is official. I have a job. Huge sigh of relief. How ever will I fill my mandatory stress level now? What about worrying about other people? Done. I am now sending out positive energy. Or, as much positive energy as I am capable of mustering. Which might not be a lot compared to other people. Sorry. I really am trying...

I was talking about it, but it does occur to me, does Gogurt still exist? Was there a sufficient market for easily portable pouches of yogurt that it survives to this day?

Each day I find myself waking up with progressively less motivation to do inane work. I don't want to read a 7 page case which will be boiled down into a one sentence rule for the final. I don't want to listen to a 45-minute lecture about originalism in constitutional law that we already heard most of last week. And I don't want to write an explanation of how a note topic centered around Iran is not centered around the US. Thank you, law school, for the hours of fun.

Subsequently

Something I forgot from the weekend: On Friday night when Matt and I were coming home from the party we emerged from the Metro to the most beautiful sight ever-a 24 hour Krispy Kreme. Best invention ever when you are a little drunk at 2 am. But it got better. We went in, bought one donut each, and scarfed them down. Then we decided that another donut would not be out of order. So we both went back to order more donuts. I think she was charmed by Matt was winking at her (he was actually blinking back his dried up contact lens), but she just handed us the donuts and told us we were all set. What's the only thing better than drunk donuts? Free drunk donuts!

Forgive me if I have told you this already (Erika), but before Civ Pro started today I was talking with some of my classmates. We got onto the topic of the Dean's Fellow, a third year law student who teaches legal research, that a few of us have. I couldn't help but point out that she doesn't know how to pronounce the word "subsequently." She pronounces it by emphasizing the "e" sound so it sounds like sub-see-quently. Those of us who can speak properly know that you emphasize the "sub" syllable. This girl isn't foreign, she's from Maryland. She just doesn't know how to say subsequently. Yet she uses the word constantly. It really irks me and I always want to correct her. But she is essentially my teacher for a class and I don't really think it would be proper to interject with "Um, I'm pretty sure you are pronouncing that wrong." I am thinking about doing the passive-aggressive method where I just say subsequently in every sentence and I pronounce it correctly until she gets the hint. But that is pretty rude also. As it stands every time she says subsequently (read: every 15 seconds) I stop paying attention and look around to see if anyone else in the class thinks her mispronunciation is ridiculous. I hope that she gets a job in a big law firm, is talking to her boss, and says "subseequently." Her boss is going to look at her and think "Oh great, I just hired a retard." Maybe me correcting her will save her from this fate. Maybe it's funnier if I just let it happen. I'm probably just going to continue to be insanely distracted whenever she opens her mouth.

Subsequently, I went to my Contracts professor's office hours. We didn't really talk about anything particularly relevant to the class. I think I started him off with a question about contracts, but it evolved into a discussion about how lawyers don't write well anymore, how the Supreme Court is so politicized, and how baller Justice Brandeis was. Overall it went over a lot better than my discussion with my Torts professor. Of course this time I avoided telling him the subject he teaches is mostly bullshit, so that made life easier. Contracts is actually growing on me, and I think the professor likes me, so that's a definite plus.

Tonight I went to this frozen yogurt place with Anat and Felizia called Mr. Yogurto or something like that. The yogurt was pretty good, they offer a cornucopia of toppings, and they give discounts for trivia questions. I love trivia. And I won 10% off my next yogurt for answering this question: Name 5 countries that end in the letter "L." It took a little while, but I got them. I like the store, it's like challenge yogurt. They have other things you can do to get discounts. One of them was that you would get a free yogurt if you can stand in tip-toes on one foot with your eyes closed for 15 seconds. You can't do it, I promise you. I tried; I failed.

My chin up bar just came in the mail. Out of shape no more. I feel healthier already.