So, what's left before graduation?  Well, I have a paper due on Thursday for my "Law & Literature" course.  Yes, I decided to take one of those pointless and easy law courses in my last semester.  I *could* have taken Employee Benefits Law and made myself all marketable and whatnot, but the inner-English major in me decided that I missed reading and TALKING ABOUT BOOKS entirely too much to pass up the opportunity.

My paper is such a mess of jumbled up nonsense at the moment.  For some strange reason that I can't explain, I decided to write about Harry Potter.  Yup, I said Harry Potter.  While my colleagues chose heftier fare like Crime and Punishment and whatever else they're writing about, I decide that a series about magic is the way to go.

There was some logic behind it.  The first book we read for class was Plato's "Gorgias," and I was absolutely struck with inspiration.  I mean, how is it possible that I am the only one to see that Socrates = Dumbledore!?!

So, there's that paper to write finish.  Then, I have a "real" final on Thursday at 8:30 a.m. -- Administrative Law.  This scares the hell out of me.  I feel as though I should "get" this class.  I read every day, took notes, and studied my ass off (well, as much as can be expected for a 3L in their last semester of law school -- which, admittedly, isn't much, but at least I read and showed up).  Yet, the moment I stepped into class and Prof. A.S. started talking, I had no idea what was going on.

She starts talking and suddenly everything I think that I understand is gone.  I think it's only fair that she comes with a WARNING. 

Warning:  Be prepared to read massive amounts that you will NEVER get through in class.  Professor A.S. will show slides that could potentially be helpful if she didn't SPEED through them and talk at a speed that doesn't allow any normal human being the chance to keep up.  Most importantly, you will never understand what is going on in class.  Ever.

So, right now?  I have no idea how I'll do on that test.  It's multiple choice, so there's always the LUCK factor.  Of course, if Prof. A.S. isn't there to start talking, maybe I'll do fine.  Honestly?  I'm getting to the point where I just DON'T CARE.  Just pass me.

My next final is Mediation on Friday.  This is not something I'm concerned about.  The most difficult part will be finishing up my Mediation journal.  Now, I'm not entirely sure what the point of the journal is, but whatever.  I can talk about my feelings for 100 pages.

The next week (law school finals are two weeks long -- I know, LAME!) I have a take-home final for Pre-Trial Litigation.  I imagine that it'll be something like, draft a motion for summary judgment.  I actually rather liked that class, and it sort of made wish that I had taken Trial Advocacy.  I *almost* want to have some courtroom experience.  Almost.

I also have a final for Legal Profession.  I have no idea whether that'll be easy or difficult.  The Professor who teaches it is leaving, so maybe she'll give us all 8s and 9s before she leaves.  *Sigh*  Wishful thinking.

Finally, I have to turn in an independent study paper for good ol' Prof. A.S. on the last day of finals.  Luckily, that paper is nearly complete, so it's not a big deal.  It's just annoying.

So, how much have I accomplished this weekend?  Surprisingly little.  I just can't find the words to express my Dumbledore is Socrates theory. 

As a result, I procrastinate.

La la la...

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How awesome is it that Supernatural is back?  I missed you, show!

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Anyone else bored with the NFL Draft this year?

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So, how about that Husker baseball team?

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Someone needs to kick me.