The deficit

The official notice is in and now it's only a matter of weeks before I wholly abandon the engineering profession to devote my soul to the devil of law. It's one of those difficult decisions that just had to be made. I'll actually miss writing code all day and hanging out with computer savvy people. Instead, I'm moving to a field filled with computer incompetents. Some people don't realize that there is more to a computer than Microsoft Word and pornography. The law profession is composed of such people. Starting this Fall, I'm making the shift to the full-time program so that I can graduate a year sooner than if I had stayed part-time. I look at it this way: one year closer to owning a yacht. I've never really left a job before (other than those stupid high school jobs) and I've definitely never changed professions. I thought I was bred to be an engineer, but the law has grabbed me by the jewels and yanked me over to the dark side...such a sad moment in history. My primary concern is money. As of right now, I don't pay attention to the money I spend. Without a steady flow of income, an important ingredient in my diet may be disturbed. Will I have to switch to cheap beer again? Nah, I'll budget accordingly.

Patience is a virtue

Prior to law school, every book you buy, every attorney you talk to, and every law related link you stumble across all make mention about how law school changes the way you think. At first I thought it was just another method of making law school sound so much tougher than it actually is. After glancing back over the last year, I've realized that this is definitely a true statement. Everything that I read or hear gets analyzed to the most minute detail possible. Is it a bad thing? Yes and no. It tends to get me in trouble when it comes to bitchy women, but at the same time it drives the stupid ones away. Win-Win situation I guess. I've always been critical, and for that matter cynical, of certain things that I read. Some people piss me off more now than they used to and others piss me off less than they used to. I guess it's one of those tit for tat (whatever that phrase is) sort of things. It's hard to read something without saying, "Wow, the idiot that wrote this document didn't have much more than a 3rd grade education." I find myself constantly biting my tongue a lot and doing my best to refrain from throwing foreign objects at random people.

Let me give you an example. Today I was filling out a financial aid form for next year. It's a computerized form that is adaptive to your answers (you know...where if you answer one question in the negative, then there's no need to answer the next three questions...sort of thing). So if you answer "no" to "Do you have kids?", then there is really no need to answer the "Do they depend on you?" question. One thing that just threw me into a sea of frustration was the question, "How many people live in your household?" and then the subsequent question of "How many of those will be enrolled in school?" My answer to the first was "1". Since the very first question before entering personal information was "Are you applying for Financial Aid on behalf of someone else or yourself?" and my response was "ME", presumably one would logically conclude that putting the two together there would be no need to answer the enrollment question. Then again, this is a government form...enough said. Thankfully, I refrained from the further action of tossing the mouse at the monitor. I think I've actually learned to be more patient while in law school.

French fries and the reproduction of mammals

This isn't relevant to law school, but it's sort relevant to the law...kind of...with a stretch of the imagination.

California recently banned the use of trans fat in restaurants. I think this is counter-productive and slaps other California laws smack-dab in the face.

First is my view, why not promote unhealthiness? If I want to be fat, let me be fat dammit! If I want to bitch and moan about being fat, then slap me in the face, kick me in the junk, feed me another cheeseburger, and pray that obesity takes its toll on me. So what if part of the population dwindles due to obesity. This world is full of too many morons anyway. Promoting unhealthiness is an effective means for reducing the population. I disagree with this new law.

California is one of twelve states (maybe more, maybe less, who cares...it's the minority) that allow medical use of marijuana. I'm no Albert Einstein, nor am I a pot smoking hippie, nor do I condone pot smoking hippie activity...but I thought chiefing doobies made you hungry for that quick fixing of trans fat. Promoting one and banning the other makes no sense to me. Going back to my view about unhealthiness, maybe we should require medical marijuana prescriptions to come with trans fat pills. Once again, it's all about reducing the world population. After all, it's the hippies in California whining about global warming. The way I see it is that this reduces the number of people contributing to the crisis.

Next is gay marriage. I'm not bashing gays, so don't get your panties in a wad and call me an inconsiderate homophobic punk...I'm just about to make rough statement (so get over it). Now, I understand that traditional male-female relationships can create some nasty consequences too, when not taking precautions; namely, HIV, warts, fleas, retarded children, and the like. Promoting gay marriage is just an additional avenue to increase the likelihood of venereal diseases. Once again, it is another effective means to help reduce the population at a quicker rate; and if that's the case then I understand completely. However, California claims that the new trans fat law is to promote healthiness. That's a crock of ****. <---Oops Mom, I just said another bad word. If healthiness was the goal, then California wouldn't be promoting another method of obtaining diseases.

That's just another inside look into the way my complicated (yet must I say, so damn intelligent) brain operates.

Vegas Brothels

Okay. One final down and one to go. That should wrap up the summer. I studied less for tonight's final than I have for any yet so far. However, I feel like I did the best that I've done so far. We'll see when the grade comes in. This class was boring because it dealt with dead people and those chumps that fight over the change. At the same time, the hypotheticals on the test were pretty cool. It was all about concubines (for those not in the know, whores that you sleep with outside the marriage...classic), bastard children, and illegitimates. Now comes the tough final. 4th, 5th, 6th, and 14th Amendment crap. Next week will wrap up a complete year. I'm less than years shy of calling myself an official attorney...provided that I pass the bar exam. No more 1L...no longer a N00b.