Barring totally diaster (har har, I said "bar"), today is my final day of law school class ever (knock on nogahide)! Even my bar prep will be at a different school and thus will be a departure. It's kind of like the bonus round of Super Mario, after you've hopped on the flag pole and killed the spikey dude with the crown and no pants... and then you get to go to a secret room and punch floating coins... ok, except that you have to punch the coins for three straight days after cramming for coin punching for about two insnaely intensive months, and it may be the most important/expensive round of my legal career. But hey, coin punching! In funny overalls! And funny music!!
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| Mario Tackles Professional Responsibility on Day 3!! |
Honestly, at this point, I will just happy to make it through this finals week with some semblance of a functioning GPA (like, maybe it will have to see a rehabilitative therapist for a few years, but not necessarily need full-on institutionalization) and ... ok, I'll just be happy to graduate and know that I can move to my bonus round.
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| Artist's rendition of next Monday |
Oh I'm not done:
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| I bet this could be phlegm flavor! |
All of this, of course, is contingent upon my actually doing my due dilligence and finishing paper/outline/etc. this weekend instead of spending it all passed out in front of some Project Runway dvds in a nyquil-induced haze, hallucinating (as I tend to do when I'm sick) about clothes and shoes like, say, these:
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| You cannot imagine how much I want these |
In fact, if they made Super Mario tango shoes, I would basically quit my future lawyer job and spend the rest of my life wearing them at various milongas and asking every one if they liked my shoes.
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