I was Oprah for Halloween…a zombie Oprah circa 1988:

Here’s a video of us getting ready and immediately after the clubhouse:
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October 31st, 2009
I was Oprah for Halloween…a zombie Oprah circa 1988:
Here’s a video of us getting ready and immediately after the clubhouse: October 30th, 2009
The law school can sense when I am cranky. I was sitting in the law school cafeteria when got an instant message from Jack. He was in class, and another chair had just collapsed. This happened to me last year: Fail. I was going to write a post about the ridiculous spending patterns at the law school: we have a student lounge with a flat screen TV, pool table, and video game machines, but our classrooms smell1, the seats collapse, and the temperature control is underwhelming. A can of febreeze would do far more good than a pinball machine. So, I started writing my cranky post when the administrator in charge of orientation2 came by my table and gave me a handwritten thank you note and Take 5 candy bar for serving as an orientation leader. Then, on my way to class, the Lexis representative had a spread of (good) candy and muffins. She was busy and tired, so I didn’t even have to talk to her to get the food…although I did tell her how much I loved Best Authority. Muffin and candy bar in hand, law school was suddenly awesome. Who care that that the class rooms smell like snot? They feed me! I walk into my Conflicts class full of sugary goodwill and see Jill:
Jill stifles a scream then storms out of the room. Woops. 1 I suspect they don’t shampoo the carpet. 2 Aka, the “go to” lady who everyone loves. October 30th, 2009
Sarah sits two rows behind me in my Conflicts of Law class. The seating situation of the classroom is important to explain the hot messitude, so here is a diagram:
The blue rectangles are the tables. The seating is tiered. I sit in seat A. Sarah is in seat B. Brenda is in seat C, and Bill is in seat D. Jill is in seat E. Because Sarah sits almost directly behind me, I cannot see her unless I fully turn around. I can easily see Bill and Brenda if I turn to the side. I can see Jill without turning. So throughout Conflicts yesterday I kept hearing this nasty, mucusy coughing. It was the type of wet coughing that makes everyone who hears it visualize the gunk and puss sloshing around in the cougher’s throat. Gross. I know. The coughing was interrupted by that nasty “sucking my snot in” sound. After a while it became distracting, so I turned slightly and looked at Bill and Brenda. Both looked horrified. The second time I turned around, both Bill and Brenda had their faces covered with their jackets. Maybe someone farted? The entire time I see Jill’s face becoming more and more distorted. She’s watching a train wreck. I turn again and see that Brenda moved to the back row! Bill is shielding his face with his coat. Jill is beside herself. I finally do an almost-discrete-but-not-quite turn and see the cause of the commotion: Sarah is disgustingly sick. Snot is streaming all over her face, and she was snorting, sniffing, and coughing away. H1N1 was flying around the room like dust particles from an old pillow. We were all going to catch the plague, and die, and miss our finals. After class Jill exchanges a frantic look with me and mouths: “THAT IS SO GROSS!” In the hallway Jill explained:
Just then, Sarah comes out of the classroom. Jill yelps and practically jumps across the hall, almost knocking over some 1Ls in the process. I expected her to point and scream “PLAGUE!!! PLAGUE!!! SHE BE SPREADING THE PLAGUE!! BURN THE WITCH!” We’ll see if Sarah shows up today. And yes, I am bringing a baggie of Kleenex and a mini-hand-sanitizer bottle as a gift for Sarah just in case today’s class is a repeat of yesterday’s hot messitude. October 29th, 2009
It’s flu season…even in Conlaw:
Other Professor L posts: October 29th, 2009
My tax professor has his priorities right:
My employment law professor keeps warning us that the ERISA material is boring:
(I actually think the ERISA regulations are interesting and get to read a lot of ERISA-cases at work.) My Real Estate law class has gone from a dull review of property law to an ultra-complicated look at the secondary mortgage market and rights of the mortgagee upon non-payment
I think most of us are unspeakably confused in that class. Thank goodness employment law and conlaw II are still easy… October 27th, 2009
After finishing the tax midterm I turned around and began fixing my brief for moot court. I have been parked in my living room going on 10 hours, and Harley is not quite sure why I am home so much. He keeps shooting me glares like, “Bitch, where’s my biscuit?”
The ridiculousness ends tomorrow (until finals that is), thank goodness. October 26th, 2009
So my tax reading at Dunn Brothers (a coffee chain) was interrupted by some heavy drama. First, I had the mildly annoying situation of coffee gift card reading as if there is only 31 cents on it when the online balance is $49. The balance should be about $93 because I put $44 on it yesterday… anyway, that is NOT the drama keeping me from my tax reading. The drama was Flem, the crazy, coughing man who was speaking REALLY LOUDLY on his phone and engaging in total overshare. Here are some gems:
So I am sitting here exchanging smirks with the people around me. I was loving the fact that this man sold his last food stamps but had a working cellphone with a headset. One of the Baristas did not appreciate Flem’s black comments and asked Flem to leave.
The Barista goes back behind the counter and Flem changes his mind and goes ape-shit:
Flem apparently didn’t see the five Somalis, the Mexican dude, or me. Flem turns up the volume. He’s throwing a full out fit. Everyone is gasping. The scene is charged and totally awkward. This man is literally standing in the doorway head raised at the sky screaming like a toddler having a temper tantrum in Wal-Mart. This was ten types of crazy. Hello Minneapolis! Flem eventually left. I am just glad I am by the back door so I can dash out when Flem comes back with a gun… October 26th, 2009
What in the hell was that? This tax midterm has been a rabid monkey on my back for the past week. I was either studying for it or thinking about how I should be studying for it… and all that energy was a complete, and utter waste. It’s time to get my 80’s headband out and sing: That’s right. The exam had two questions. The first question was a very basic capital gains problem, but the second part of the question was so poorly written ambiguous that the 5 classmates that I spoke to afterward each interpreted the question in a different way. And the second question was a multi-part beast that several partnership-related facts. We did not cover partnerships in class at all, so I had to do some on-the-spot digging in the tax regulations. This is probably ripe with fail. Womp. Good thing this is only 15% of my grade… Anyhoot. I am moving on, and going to Dunn Brothers to work on my moot court brief. October 26th, 2009
Today’s Employment Law class consisted of a lecture on the Fair Labor Standards Act. Professor I. was underwhelmed by our engagement:
See also: Socratic Preemption, and all “On the Record” posts. |
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