Fucking Exhausted . . .
Went out with the MBEs last night. Had a good time, got drunk. Fucked up my thumb.
Woke up and i was hung the fuck over. I almost decided not to go to evidence, but i forced myself to get to class. I went without a laptop, though, since my laptop was in my car and my car was in some random parking ramp downtown. So the cab dropped me off at school just in time for evidence. I sat through it and vaguely listened, but not more than i would have if i i had had my laptop. More proof that banning laptops would be stupid. After evidence, i sat around and did nothing for about half an hour. I was hungry, but i couldn't motivate myself to go and get food. Being hungover sucks.
I finally went down to Charlie's and got a horribly unhealthy but totally satisfying sandwhich. After that, i walked up State Street and got my car, which i then drove back to school because i needed to turn in my questionnaire for EIC and SME by 5. Got that done and then i left the school.
I went and picked up my dry-cleaning and then headed to the mall because i needed some collar stays for my interview and in general. Also, i was looking for a red french-cuff shirt for the Barrister's Ball, but no one at the mall had one. They're all a bunch of idiots. I even went into banana republic. I hate the banana republic. There's no justification for charging $100 for a dress shirt. That's insane. Still, no one had what i wanted. Although i did get the collar stays. And shoe polish.
Now i'm home. I'm about to warm up some food and then possibly study insurance.
Oh, and who's visiting my blog from Plano, Texas?
Woke up and i was hung the fuck over. I almost decided not to go to evidence, but i forced myself to get to class. I went without a laptop, though, since my laptop was in my car and my car was in some random parking ramp downtown. So the cab dropped me off at school just in time for evidence. I sat through it and vaguely listened, but not more than i would have if i i had had my laptop. More proof that banning laptops would be stupid. After evidence, i sat around and did nothing for about half an hour. I was hungry, but i couldn't motivate myself to go and get food. Being hungover sucks.
I finally went down to Charlie's and got a horribly unhealthy but totally satisfying sandwhich. After that, i walked up State Street and got my car, which i then drove back to school because i needed to turn in my questionnaire for EIC and SME by 5. Got that done and then i left the school.
I went and picked up my dry-cleaning and then headed to the mall because i needed some collar stays for my interview and in general. Also, i was looking for a red french-cuff shirt for the Barrister's Ball, but no one at the mall had one. They're all a bunch of idiots. I even went into banana republic. I hate the banana republic. There's no justification for charging $100 for a dress shirt. That's insane. Still, no one had what i wanted. Although i did get the collar stays. And shoe polish.
Now i'm home. I'm about to warm up some food and then possibly study insurance.
Oh, and who's visiting my blog from Plano, Texas?
We could band together and be the anti-mallrats. I figure it's the only way to both appreciate love of Kevin Smith and hatred of the mall. I really don't know how to be an anti-mallrat though. Any ideas?
Best of luck tomorrow in the interview! You'll do great.