Of Polygamy and Procrastination

So, I'm sitting at Barriques' with Katherine and Nidhi in an attempt to get work done because the FUCKING law school library closed at 6. This, my friends, is a travesty. I've got a fucking forty-page paper to write, and they're closing the library at 6. That's bullshit. Especially when you combine it with the fact that i'm waking up at about 1 or 2 every day. So far, i've got about 14 pages done. My paper's probably going to end up being about 50-60 pages long. And it's due Tuesday. I'm fucking screwed.

Anyway, the Barriques' thing. Barriques' is this wine bar on the "outer square." It's the cool new place to hang out and do homework, apparently. I hadn't been here before. We're talking a lot. The productivity level is very low. Katherine is drunk. I asked Katherine to proofread my Scalia section. But we're all just talking, so there's little or no proofreading going on. I can't blame her, though. We're talking about cool stuff. I've gotten a few sentences done, and some research, too. So, it's not a complete waste of time.

I'll just have to buckle down tomorrow. And the next day. And the day after that. And the day after that. 10 pages a day. I can do it. Even though i was at the library for 2 hours today and got about 1.5 pages done.

Godspeed to me.