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.

Turning pages

Alright. So I haven't really discussed much about law school this summer. Let me fill you in. 4 weeks have passed since the start of the semester. Usually that means many more weeks to come. However, this is the summer. Thank goodness for short summer semesters. Only 3 more weeks and then its time for finals...again. That means study, study, study while putting the rest of life on the back burner. I can't wait to get done with this crap and start making some cash to pay off all those student loans that I'm racking up.

This semester isn't too bad. The classes involve a lot of work (go figure) but they're not all that difficult...of course I haven't taken the exams yet. I'm learning about death and who gets what. I've been reading lots of boring cases about old people and those damn kids that fight over the bank. The other class is primarily the 4th Amendment involving suppression of evidence and what the police can and cannot do...stupid criminals that hire good attorneys. A few more weeks of pain and then I'll be two classes closer to graduation. Of course I still have about 20 or so more to go.

One of those commandments

Okay, okay, okay...no more bitching. I've returned from the blog vacation, or so that's what it seems like. You'll get your fix now that I have enough crap to talk about again. It got to where I had to pull crap out of my crack just to come up with something to say. So now, I'm refreshed, locked, loaded, and ready to blog. I make no promises, however. I have some interesting thoughts to share as well as some more random law school crap that has occurred over the summer. I'm bogged down at the moment. Not enough time for work. Not enough time for school. I have work, school, the patent bar to study for, and last but not least...a friggin' law review thing due by the first week of August.

My life currently == m4j0r sux0rs at the moment. Well not really. Actually most things are going great. Good times, good times. If I can just dump school and my job and go straight to the yacht phase of my life...then I'd be kickin'. But I can't.

What to discuss? Oh I got it! This evening (before dark of course...you'll know why I added the daylight comment later) I went with a friend to pick up something from one of his construction projects that he's in charge of. Well this place was smack dab in the middle of the hood. I felt like I was in a Master P video. The only two light skinned dudes in a mile radius. Perfect. I asked by friend, "Dude this doesn't look like a very safe place." He said, "Oh, it's not. People get shot here just about every day." I thought, "Oh great." As I'm leaving (and of course residents are trying to figure out why we're in their neck of the woods), I notice a school yard. In the middle of the school yard, there was a sign (and this is no joke) that said in big bold letters "Thou shall not kill." Whatever fears I had just went right out of the damn window. Get me out of this place. It is my intention get a picture of that sign to post for your pleasure. You'll enjoy. Ta ta for now.

Random quotes from my new class

First is the quote from outside of class:
"If you come across an older lady that has one foot on a banana peel and the other in the grave, then tell her I'm available." -- Random old guy at the bar.

"Why should you get married? Yes for love and compassion, but more importantly: money." -- Professor (a middle-aged lady) that is teaching us about inheritance.

"People will expect you to know this as an attorney. You'll be at a cocktail party and someone will ask a question. So, you should know this." -- Same prof. - In reference to something that is important to know.

"Death and taxes...everyone has them. This class is the death part." -- Same prof.

"Do you exist if you're not yet born? Yes, Dad may die while you're still in the freezer." -- Same prof. in reference to being born from frozen sperm.

"In this state, you have to live 6 months apart before getting a divorce. What if he kicks the bucket 3 months into the separation? Guess what ladies, you win the prize money." -- Same prof.

Turning the page

It's the start of a new chapter and I haven't even received all of my grades from the previous semester yet. A new beginning, a fresh start if you will. The beginning of the semester is always so much easier than the pressures at the end. Of the two courses, both professors seem to be pretty cool. That's a plus. However, I am not looking forward to the massive reading assignments again. Time to get reading...