Potpourri

In honor of my favorite Jeopardy! category, here are some random thoughts for my loyal readers who no doubt check back daily in the hopes that I will say something profound:

Slash, who is now hawking volkswagens, has lost all rock star credibility. In order to get it back, he needs to take a rock star type car (2002 chevy cavalier), run over some puppies, then take the splattered remains to Taco Bell and have them come up with some nasty new burrito, and then he needs to eat the burrito. Satan.

I had a sandwich from the new law school cafe, Giorgi's, and it is my plan to hate this place, even if their sandwich tasted fine, because it is expensive and they will get my money because everything else near campus is eqaully overpriced, but across the street. My only hope is that this place can somehow replace the annoying coffee cart lady, but i'm sure she's got some union backing her. additionally, this place, Giorgi's, reminds me of Max's on Saved by the Bell.

My 1L team begins their march through the playoffs tonight, but because i broke a finger saving a burning school bus full of babies from terrorists in outer space i cannot play anymore flag football. ever.

Terrell Owens is still a bitch.

Final Scheduling Dilemmas

One of the first real signs that soon I will have to be an adult again in the real world... I am trying to schedule my final law school semester. Seems easy enough, but it has to fit within the following parameters:

1) No class on Friday.
2) No class before 10:30 or after 12:20.
3) No classes where the possibility of getting called on exists.
4) No seminars. No attendance requirements.
5) Classes that give out prizes for missing the most classes a plus.
6) Classes with a class pet, preferably a gerbil.
7) Classes that allow computers.
8) No classes on the emergence of anything in Eastern Europe.

This leaves me with the following options: "Hugging and the Law" and "Animal Law" (on the off chance that gerbils or albino squirrels are discussed).

Your table is almost ready...

At Giorgi's Cafe! Oooh la la! Walking past the stairway formerly leading to Subway, a red neon glow caught my eye - after almost 16 months, they have finally managed to hang a neon sign for the alleged cafe that was supposed to open last January.This is an amazing development in law school food options. This place is going to clean up, considering the competition is a vending machine with Tony Roma's rib sandwiches, a coffee cart where the barista calls you "honey" and complains out loud in a forced southern accent whenever you don't tip (I needed those quarters), and the free food lottery that happens randomly every other day when food magically appears on a table, usually because someone thought that students would want to spend their lunch hour listening to human rights scholars espouse the benefits of essentially being unemployed.

This place better have Paninis.