DONE.

Man I love that word... done. done. done. finished. no more. no mas. no more library. no more shitty coffee from the coffee stand. no more parking illegally all day. no more exams, no more emails from the Dean about pencils or ghetto parties, done, no more being a student. It would feel ever better if the past year had not essentially been an exercise in avoiding work, but it feels good nonetheless. Peace to all the 1Ls and 2Ls who remain, peace to the mentors and the law review kids, and peace to the albino squirrels and the people at lava java who cheefully deliver good tacos. Off to to west Texas for a few days then on to Denver, then graduation. then the bar. booooo.