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Country: United States
State: Georgia
Birthday: 7/21/1978
Gender: Male
Interests: being Canadian
Expertise: baseball, general worthlessness
Occupation: Student
Industry: Legal
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Member Since:
7/21/2003
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| As I write this, Tuesday, July 11th draws to a close. The Georgia Bar Exam is a mere 13 days off. If I took it today, I'd guess that I would not pass, but at the same time it would be great to get the Bar done with and out of the way. I paid for a 3-day training class which began today; the primary function of this class, so far as I can tell, is to scare you into studying your ass off. The administrator told us that we need to be put in 11-12 hour days from here on out. Is that even possible? My brain would be beaten to a pulp if I actually studied for 11+ hours on consecutive days, I think. We'll see what happens; I don't care what I score on the exam so long as I pass - the only problem is, I really can't afford to fail. Word on the street is that failure on the bar (even just having to take it twice before passing) turns you into a marked man/woman, a legal pariah of sorts. Consequently, the study efforts have ramped up here at Chez Nide.
I other news, I procured a job a few weeks ago - I will be working in a suburb of Atlanta (Kennesaw) doing a combination of trusts & estates work and civil litigation. My diverse work mix stems from the fact that I will be working for two lawyers at separate small firms with separate practices (who plan on joining to form one firm in the future). It's something of a strange setup, but both of my bosses seem like good guys and the work environment is comfortable. It's about as far as you can get from the prototypical big-firm enviroment, for whatever that's worth.
That's all I've got... back to (a little bit more) work.
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| It is late on a Saturday night, and I've spent the majority of my day either looking at bar review materials or finding ways to procrastinate. So far I've looked at approximately 1,000 news articles and commentary pieces, and picked up a variety of useless facts to squirrel away for later examination. I'm sure these precious little nuggets have displaced worthwhile memories or relevant legal knowledge, but that's the price I pay for being easily distractable. The following are my most notable items to report from the day:
1. A pianist named Christopher O'Riley has put out 2 CD's worth of Radiohead covers done in solo piano arrangement; I downloaded a few tracks and it's actually pretty good. Upon reflection, I think that my enjoyment is purely derivative of the Radiohead originals , but that's OK.
2. From the Memorial golf tournament in Dublin, Ohio:
Dirty problem Phil Mickelson returned Saturday morning to
resume the rain-delayed second round when he noticed the hole on the
sixth green was not in the same spot as it was when he left the course
the night before. The new hole was about 3 feet away, and there was a good reason for the relocation. Someone had defecated in the hole overnight.
"They tried to clean it up as best they could," PGA Tour tournament
official Slugger White said. "The more they cleaned around the cup, it
tufted the grass up." The best solution was to move the hole, and officials had the players
move their ball marks the same distance. White wasn't sure if there was
precedence in a book of decisions on the Rules of Golf.----------
If you don't find that funny, perhaps you should seek professional help.
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| Does the above tagline from a car ad bother anyone else? I mean, starting from any orientation, there is only one direction that constitutes directly forward motion... I don't see a whole lot of choice available here.
In other news, my days as a student are numbered, and that number is 2. (Translation: I graduate this weekend). As of 10 AM on Saturday, I will no longer be a student, which is both exciting and depressing... really, law school is a sweet deal - low expectations, flexible schedule, etc. The only thing it's missing is a paycheck, really.
I also learned a new legal term yesterday - negative pregnant - which means "a denial of an allegation in which a person actually admits more than he/she denies by denying only a part of the alleged fact". This concept can be illustrated by the following exchange:
Man #1: Did you just slap that ugly hooker in the face with a fish?
Man #2: I don't think she was that ugly, was she?
Your assigment: share your own amusing negative pregnant statement.
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| At 1:30 PM, EST, less than 2 hours from now, I will begin my last scheduled exam in law school (though I won't be finished with everything until completing a take-home exam later on). At present, I am trying to do some last-minute studying but am more successful at procrastinating instead.
Leading rationalization for this behavior: avoiding studying will lower my stress levels and allow me to maximize knowledge at test time.
Outcome: To be determined. I have employed this strategy in the past with, let's say, mixed results.
A big shout-out again to all the Rice folk I saw in Houston for Winston's wedding. It was great to see everyone. At this point I'll single out Steve for kindly reminding me of the mental and physical torture he inflicted upon me during college. Nothing brings back memories like being Move-of-Death'ed (albeit halfheartedly) the morning of the wedding. I was just trying to say hi, Steve!
Memo to his future victims / wife / children: when Steve attacks, the best course of action is to just go limp to avoid provoking him further. Keep in mind that Steve is less likely to be drawn to your area in the first place if you practice good camping techniques like tying up your garbage securely and hanging it from a tree limb.
Ok, back to studying...
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| - HallelujahThe Internet is a wonderful place, isn't it? I gave up on my blog almost 2 years ago, and yet there's the last entry - from South America, no less - sitting there like I hadn't completely ditched it to focus on more important things like school or watching Sportscenter. I guess that's a good and a bad thing, really... if you write down something stupid on paper, nobody is likely to see it later on unless you're a famous historical figure. However, throw some tripe on a blog and it's indefinitely available worldwide.
Anyway, I returned from the fabulous King-Liaw wedding very late Sunday night, after making the excruciatingly long drive from Houston to Athens, GA (according to Mapquest, 860 miles) in one day. I don't recommend such a maneuver, even if you're splitting the driving with someone as capable as my girlfriend - by the end, both of us were so tired we were having little mini-hallucinations on the road. Traffic lines disappear, brake lights become stop lights: your eyes get so tired that visual input breaks down into its component parts and your brain lacks the werewithal to combine them into a coherent, moving whole which we all normally use to, say, navigate from one side of the room to the other. Making the whole trip in one day probably wasn't the best idea in the world; if not the height of stupidity, it's probably at the basecamp of stupidity, sipping hot cocoa and waiting for me to pass out and drive into the grass median. Anyway, we made it back safely and slept at home rather than a hotel, which was fantastic. When you're really tired, there's nothing like the feeling of falling onto a comfortable, familiar bed.
Winston and Eden's wedding was totally worth the trip, too. Winnie has been a good friend for ages, and he's the kind of person you want to thank for being such a great guy by showing up at his wedding. The thing that stuck in my mind from the weekend was the Venn diagram of friends hanging on the wall at the gathering Friday night before the wedding - Winston is a friend to everyone, and his kindness and generosity makes his little circle connect to a lot of other lives out there. That's why almost every one of the group of old Rice friends came in from everywhere to wish him well. Best of luck to you, Winston and Eden. Thanks for the memories, and for all the beer I drank at the poker game and the reception.
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