Trivia - such is life.

Before Comrade Roommate left, he composed a dirty poem from poetry magnets and left it on the refrigerator.  It’s since scandalized at least 3 people – talent.  Heh.

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I love law school; I hate law school.  This is normal right?  I’ve been told that non-trads have very little patience for academic bullshit that does not translate to real world results, or is predicated on a kind of faulty understanding of how things are, how they work.  Yeah, that’d be me right now.  I think my language is becoming increasingly slangy, elliptical, colloquial, I think, in reaction to my environment.  Something to keep tabs on. 

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Must trick out Hush tonight as I have a riding date tomorrow with one of the guys who works here (and In Limine as a possible third).   I suggested the arboretum, since the hills might allow me to not turn in a completely humiliating showing.  Should be fun though.   Hush looks lonely in her corner.

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I’m feeling collected but more spastic today, having random, lurching conversations with people.  Embarrassing.  Must cut back on the coffee.