My civ-pro class had a review session yesterday while I was in my final. It was, however, recorded... sort of. My teacher wore a mike and none of the students used the pricey mikes installed in all the tables that are generally turned off so as not to overwhelm the listener with all the wheezing and typing that otherwise would pick up. It allows me to do a lot of guess work about what the students are asking to inspire my professor's answers. It's like civ pro jeopardy! But crazier, because law students -as I may have previously articulated - ask some pretty off-the-wall questions. I'm not sure it's helping me prepare for my final-final, but it's fairly entertaining. And makes me feel a little bit better about the shape I'm in going into this. Students during actual classes always seem to know what's going on, but I must have better retention than many classmates, because a lot of these questions are surprisingly basic (I think) when they aren't totally esoteric. These questions make me wish that teachers never offered review sessions because then theoretically these students would never resolve their quandaries of the obvious and that would be that fewer a number of students choking up the curve.

Apparently she lost our exam yesterday and is working like a demon re-writing one, so it is probably profitable to be listening to this, as I imagine the questions being asked will play an influence on her re-crafting. A daunting thought given some of the weird student-offered hypotheticals that seem to be testing the tensile strength of the federal rules of civil procedure as it is! And since today is devoted to the administratively thrilling details of indexing and organizing my outline, with some luck I can emphasize the stuff covered most thoroughly (and oddly) today.


Anyways, by 7 p.m. tomorrow evening, I will be DONE (aside from waiting for the rest of the quarter to finish out and going through graduation... oh yeah and that bar thing, but even if I never take the bar, I will still be a friggin' J.D.). All other tests are finished. Glorious medical products liability epic went in on Monday just under 50 pages and even with a conclusion. Employment law final was more whimper than bang work since I was completely laid out with the nasty flu that's going around, but at least I got to write this really depressing public policy question about the major shortcomings of employment law to address the modern employment reality.  Secured Transactions was an olio of inanely easy questions and a couple questions worded so poorly and dealing with issues we had covered so minimally that it was something of a wash; I don't know if I've ever experienced righteous indignation towards a test before. It makes me sad, because while I was taking my practice exams, I decided to branch out and look at a few that Calandrillo had written when he had taught the class and inevitably they were so much better! Usually when you look at other classes' exams, you are less likely to do well because they cover material differently and ultimately you take the professor not the class, but actually not in this case.The questions were directed, clear and challenging but utilizing information we had covered in our class. Luckily the revelation of being done mitigated the annoyance into full dissipation pretty quickly.

Anyways, I am still recovering from the avian-warthog-tick-flu-of-death, which took me completely off guard in its tenacity and utter nastiness. The symptoms are sludging off and the sheer exhaustion is starting to level, but it's been a surreal week; not exactly world-conquering. So when not in test or buried in outlines, practice tests and caselaw, I've mostly been moaning and whining and being highly self-indulgent on the sofa. Nyquil has been involved. 

Andrew's birthday was this morning, so I took a break from that, downed fifty gallons of coffee and did my best impersonation of Martha Stewart to surprise him before class this morning. 

Yes, the gifts were wrapped in law review articles from westlaw, packing tape and note tab paper, with highlighter stars. I am on the cusp of recycling about two oaks' worth of paper and all law students have more highlighters than teeth, even though they stop using them about two weeks into their 1L year if they know what's good for them. 

And no, I promise not to go a similar decorative route for my dear friend Molly's wedding shower that I am throwing this Sunday... tempting as it is to start tearing apart casebooks to make streamers!! So... almost there, growing insane, and planning to spend the impending week between school and bar prep sleeping and eating a lot. I swear, when I start to fit into my "long and lean" jeans fresh from the wash, it's not a huge wonder that I'm constantly getting sick or at least there is some causal connection even if I can't distinguish which is cause and which is effect.

Wish me luck and lots of cookies!!