Last night found Christy and myself in a small room in the law school hyper-ventilating. Well, this is an exaggeration. We are actually eating Gyro Wrap. But we should have been hyper-ventilating. We were coming to the conclusion that we did not know enough con law and did not really have it in us to learn. But we gave a damn good effort. We also did a couple of other things.
Things Christy and I did while studying:
1. Called Kipp to make sure he was still alive. Although he ignored our phone calls, he is, in fact, alive.
2. Slid down the banister in the foyer of the law school (I personally think that sliding down banisters is a little scary, it is especially scary to watch other people slid down them, plus it is never as much fun as the movies make it out to be. But, still fun).
3. Complained about how cold it was (inside and out).
4. Entertained Kiran with acrobatic feats – handstands, etc. in the law school foyer (btw – christy is very flexible and has a good handstand, but I can stand on my hands for minutes at a time).
5. Argued about which fast food place is the best – while compulsively checking our friends blogs to see if they had anything new to say.
6. Christy lost her shoes.
7. I talked to Libby on the phone – and one of her friends from NJ who wanted to hear "what a real southern accent sounds like." I’m not confident I actually qualify for this, but he seemed satisfied.
8. FINALLY figured out what the Dormant Commerce Clause was talking about – hint – it has to do with the states regulating commerce (hmmm….).
9. Listened to everyone’s cell phone conversations who stood outside our room. Used reasoning powers obtained in law school to conclude that law students are boring.
10. Burst into tears when attempt to fit 4000 legible words onto three pages failed (3,787 was the final tally – font: 9).
11. Recovered from tears and realized inclination to be overly dramatic much stronger than inclination to have actual breakdown. also don’t want to smug crisply printed out page of 3,787 desperately important words with tears.
12. Discussed how we couldn’t do this for the rest of our lives and promised ourselves that if our job was anything like this in the future we would drive off a cliff together (thema and louise style).
Professor Coenen just stopped to talk to me in the library and said that I looked very studious. I told him I was writing in my blog. He said I needed to get back to work. I told him I just finished a final. In other words – back off. Or – appearances are deceiving.
the thin line between optimism and delusion... 
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