One L

So, my wife bought me the book "One L" for Valentine's Day. A guy wrote a book about his first year at Harvard Law School. It's called "One L" because that's what they call first year students in law school. 1L, 2L, and 3L. I had never heard of that until I became a law student. There are many things I had never heard of, or given much thought to, until I became a law student. What's great about this book is, although I'm not at Harvard Law, the first 30 pages or so have really rung true to me.

In honor of the three day weekend that I will be spending doing homework at my In-Law's place, here's an exerpt from "One L" by Scott Turow. It will give you an idea of where my head has been at since August:
"It is Monday morning, and when I walk into the central building, I can feel my stomach clench. For the next five days I will assume that I am somewhat less intelligent than anyone around me....By Friday my nerves will be so brittle from sleeplessness and pressure and intellectual fatigue that I will not be certain I can make ith through the day....I've fallen off the dark side of the planet. I am distracted most times and have difficulty keeping up a conversation, even with my wife. At random instants, I am likely to be stricken with acute feelings of panic, depression, indefinite need, and the pep talks and irony I practice on myself only seem to make it worse. I am a law student in my first year at the law, and there are many moments when I am simply a mess."

There ya have it, kids. My life summed up very nicely by a man I've never met. Here's to a long weekend!