Pretty day.
True dat. The LSAT suucckkeeddd. Time to start considering Plan B (aka I don’t have a f-cking clue.)
LSAT is looming in about, oh 13 hours, and I cannot quit watching True Blood.
Campy vampires > If X, then Y. If Y, then not Z or trying to quickly discern if O is venture capital, then K is free trade. If K is FT, then O is VC. If K is VC, then O is FT.
The only global rule I am certain of at this point is that one week of studying two months ago =/= any semblance of me being prepared for this.
down the road a ways.
The Streets - Dry Your Eyes.
“Dry your eyes, mate. I know you want to make her see how much this pain hurts, but you’ve got to walk away now. It’s over.”
A great song when you just broke up with someone. Of course, Mike Skinner (“SKINNNNNNER!”) is such a cheeky fellow, it’s sometimes hard to take him too seriously.
