Wednesday, July 18, 2007

The Worst Hazing Ritual Ever

It is now officially less than one week until the bar exam, and I have lost my mind. Totally and completely insane. I have been giggling maniacally at the thought of creating a (perhaps) conditional will that begins "I am going to space. If I do not return, I leave my crap to you and you, in trust, for the care and maintenance of my bastard cat, Henry." At this stage of the game, this is what passes for humor in my world. And really, that's just sad.

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