The adventures (and non-adventures) of a marginally seasoned attorney.

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Tuesday, August 26, 2008

Bringing all the boys to the yard

At this very moment, I am laying on my bed like a lazy punk, filled with some pork burrito thing I ordered from the local taqueria, and I have no intention of getting my sorry self out of bed anytime soon. I'd really like a vanilla milkshake right now, but unless someone wants to make me said milkshake (technically, I need a soymilkshake), come to my apartment, figure out some way to undo the lock, walk into my bedroom and hand me the damn thing, then it ain't happenin', because like I said, I have have no intention of getting my sorry self out of bed anytime soon.

Now, you might be wondering why I have no intention of getting my sorry self out of bed anytime soon. And you know, I think that usually needs no explanation, since sometimes you just feel like being a lazy punk. But, dear friends, this is a special occasion for being a lazy punk... School started back this week. Get excited. Now you get to read about my adventures in (or griping about, if you prefer to call it that) school AND work.

I can't wait.