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My blog is back! Yay! I missed you. Yes, you may all groan now.
There are two and a half weeks left till the bar and I still don’t get the difference between an easment appurtenant and an easment in gross except that the latter does not benefit the land and the other purrs.
Yes, that was lame, but it’s a cute mnemonic.

Ok, so I have to make a new backup of everything just in case the domain goes down, and I have to move. Why? Well my other domain hosted on the same server for almost a year has been down for 24 hours, and just in case the same thing happens to this one I’ll be prepared. Until then, I’ll be posting in my livejournal so if you’re not on my friend’s list make sure you let me know. Of course, quirky law stuff will be public there.

What was NBC expecting when they zoomed in on Tom Cruise while Nicole Kidman was announcing the Best Actor nominees, and again after Sean Penn won? That was just tacky!

My server, endore.com, has gone to hell. They’ve killed their live support, taken down their phone numbers, and they don’t answer support emails anymore. I can’t use my morphiadream.com email accounts because they won’t tell me if they’re fixed. If blackglass goes down I’m screwed because that’s going to be alot of money down the drain. How could such a good service with such a good reputation let itself fall like that? Needless to say, I’m peeved.

Hey Mr. President. Now where exactly were those weapons of mass destruction?

To all the people who tried to comfort me by telling me not to feel bad because JFK Jr. failed the bar like 5 times, well here’s the big screw you. Don’t get mad. I know you were trying to make me feel better, but until you’ve been there you just don’t get it. But thanks for the thought. And I really liked the article.
Courtesy of JD2B.

Woman in court for driving under the influence in her wheelchair. No, it’s not a Texas, thank goodness, but I find this oddly humorous from my point of you considering what I’m like after a drink or two. Poor woman.

Bar study has been bar study. Just today I was bragging to my mother about how I was at the same level I left off right when I took the insufferable exam and that things were looking up. Hey, look at me. I actually like studying solo without the pressure of competition and people going mad around me. Then I took the first 20 Evidence questions, and ladies and gentlemen I have been humiliated beyond belief. Apparently I don’t even remember what hearsay is. Ouch!
No worries, I still have 5 and a half weeks.

He’s writing again. This is good.

Flew back into SA last night after a canceled flight and a delay. I was really glad to finally get here.
Saw Underworld with the roomie and ate Chinese. Now I’m pretending to study for the bar. Am reminded that not everyone is pro ‘other bar review course.’
Last night I received a call from a friend to see how I was doing, and I said I was fine, and he had the audacity to critizice my choice for a bar review course. As if BAR/BRI were the answer. I don’t recall everyone who took it passing the bar this last time. No, I didn’t take it last time, but I’m not a lecture girl either. I can’t sit in a room and stare at a tv screen for three hours. I can look at a computer and do multiple choice questions. I can use a program that will analyze what I’m doing wrong and work at fixing my weaknesses. Interactivity is key, not the other way. Besides, I just found out that I get my own mentor whom I have to turn assignments into and stuff. So he can take his criticism and shove it up where ever he damn well pleases. I’m not going through this again.