lets face it.. i am one privileged betch. nonetheless, i claim full rights to the moans/groans i am due. particularly those adversities that selfishly seek me out during my bye-week -
so, whats the best way, you ask? im not sure, but i assume my way can't be the righteous path.
in a perfect world i would rewind approximately 3 years to that pivotal moment when i decided to stop applying to grad schools and bail on my GRE. i would toss my LSAT-prep books in the recycling bin (go green!), tell Kaplan to go smooch themselves and drag my ass towards an MFT that i certainly should make better use of - i mean, really, who better to guide the future of failing marital relationships than moi?
instead - i fell into san diego, eyes wide shut and hoping for the best. man has that panned out. people keep asking me what my 'plan' is after i secure this JD and pass the bar with flying colors (pft).
honestly, i can't even manage too feed myself responsibly. i can already count three times this week that i've binge ate empty calories. the tummy aches and cavities haven't slowed me down, let alone stopped me - why should impending morbid obesity be any different? in fact, one of my most significant law-school success stories is easily my unlikely avoidance of any serious drug dependency - i mean get real, i can't even stop myself from finishing a bag of flamin' hot cheetos.. opiate addiction is just not a road i feel i could walk with grace.
on that note, i think i'll pour myself a glass of pinot and call it a week - happy wednesday.
and yes, gentleman, those'll hit ya approximately 12 times a year.i hereby reserve the right to skip class simply because laying in bed listening to cold play on a wednesday morning sounds better than putting on pants and gassing up my toyota at $5/gallon. this may strike some as lazy or spoiled.. sure is sherlock, and i dont mind admitting it! i can easily justify skipping a class (or four) each week, just by reminding myself how expensive it is too refuel (my face, not my car) on campus & how much more efficiently my personal time might be spent listing my ill-used luxury items on ebay to better cushion my checking account for an upcoming thirsty thursday. yes children, im actually so broke that skipping the 8-mile drive to campus and opting for ramen noodles for brunch has become the second-best way to support myself thru my gluttonous education.
so, whats the best way, you ask? im not sure, but i assume my way can't be the righteous path.
in a perfect world i would rewind approximately 3 years to that pivotal moment when i decided to stop applying to grad schools and bail on my GRE. i would toss my LSAT-prep books in the recycling bin (go green!), tell Kaplan to go smooch themselves and drag my ass towards an MFT that i certainly should make better use of - i mean, really, who better to guide the future of failing marital relationships than moi? not wanting to alarm anyone, i assure you all that i have no such intentions. rather, i will continue to put forth the bare minimum effort and secrete maximum amusement from this situation and cross my fingers.. you know, because i learn from my mistakes.oh you know.. wait. i'm supposed to have a plan?
honestly, i can't even manage too feed myself responsibly. i can already count three times this week that i've binge ate empty calories. the tummy aches and cavities haven't slowed me down, let alone stopped me - why should impending morbid obesity be any different? in fact, one of my most significant law-school success stories is easily my unlikely avoidance of any serious drug dependency - i mean get real, i can't even stop myself from finishing a bag of flamin' hot cheetos.. opiate addiction is just not a road i feel i could walk with grace.
on that note, i think i'll pour myself a glass of pinot and call it a week - happy wednesday.
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