School is going well. I can proudly declare that, so far, I have been the most studious I have ever been. (Nevermind the bar for that is set very low.) I actually read my assignments!
If you’re wondering what law school is like, it is like learning basic math by reading mathematical proofs.
One would think that any reasonable adult would be able to:
Sigh. I played some basketball in preparation for the Ultimate Competitive Competition Championship (more on this later). The physical activity eased a terrible malaise that stems from having your shit helplessly strewn all over the place. I should be in a better place now.
Instead of briefing cases for Torts, a classmate and I were trying to decide what kind of skin condition one of our professors had. I argued for idiopathic craniofacial erythema; she went with rosacea.
“Look,” she said, “rosacea mentions blushing on the neck and ears. Wikipedia doesn’t mention those symptons at all for yours. Ha! I win.”
Um, nah ah. Not when I can log in and correct those facts to the article, which is exactly what I did. Never mess with the rhetorical powers of nerds.
