Just a quickie I guess since I’m know to never shut up even when I’m well intentioned. Just finished another 200 questions this weekend, and I can’t say how I did. I haven’t graded the sheet yet. I will soon. I’m apprehensive.
Today is threatening to turn into one of those crying days for no reason.
There are three weeks to the bar.
I still have not caved in and said I will fail the bar, but in my dreams my subconscious mind has been tempted. I think I need to stab it and then treat it with peroxide and a bandaid. Then I’ll feel better. Then I’ll feel better.
John G., the roomie and I went to see T3 on Friday, and it was actually so much better than I expected. I really, really liked it. The trailer made the movie look cheesy. The TX looked cheesy. In the movie she freaked me out. And when I wasn’t sitting there slowly sliding down in my seat, I would at times glance to my right and laugh because Katie was laughing at John because he was being the typical man.
After the movie, he dropped us off and friends came over for hamburgers. It was fun.
Tuesday I fly to Mexico for a few days. It should be mildly relaxing. Time away from the group. Time to see the family. Time to deal with those who have departed. Mom turns 50 on Wednsday and we eat posole that Saturday to celebrate. I get receipes for future cooking, and I shift into memorization mode.
Oh yeah, I found out, I get to take the bar here. yay