My teef hurt...

(and oh yeah-- the test is over too...)

So the big test is done with (thank God). It was hard. And long. And exhausting. To those not taking it I explained that it was kind of like a marathon, but at the end, you're not quite sure if you actually crossed the finish line, or if you were even on the right path. Anyway, it's out of my hands now, so all I can do is wait and hope that I passed.

Life is finally returning to normal, which is swell. I'm no longer on the 2pm-5am schedule, and I actually have the time to do stuff like get a haircut. And whiten my teeth. Which probably was a bad idea. Ever since I went through a course of whitening back in the 8th grade, my teeth have been particularly sensitive and they happen to be killing me at the moment. Vicoprofen hasn't made a dent in the pain. I think tooth pain is just about the worst kind of pain you can have.

My awesome and very understanding boyfriend got me a super new toy for finishing the big test, too. Check it out. I can't wait to try it out. Planning on taking it up to Maine, so I hope that the water is a little warmer than last year.

Chad's birthday is this weekend and he is trying to decide between going to the OWC to wakeboard or going to the indoor skydiving place. We're hoping it doesn't rain, because then we won't be doing either. Bah. He's getting a new TV for the big birthday gift (and by big, I mean 60 inches big). It probably won't be here before we leave for vacation, so don't bother trying to rob us. All you'll find is a messy apartment. And if anyone who knows me in real life (or not, even) is interested in buying my old entertainment center, drop me a line. Pictures can be sent if you'd like to see it. (It's a modern-looking light maple. Could probably fit a 36 inch TV I would guess....)

Anyway, time for the haircut!

Time marches on...

In a little over 48 hours I will be done with the Hell that is the Florida Bar Exam. Where did June and July go?? Who knows.... I've been tense off and on for the past two weeks, so in true form, I'm sure I will catch a cold right after this is all over and just in time to be miserable on vacation. (This always seems to happen right before, during, or after an exam period). I've developed strange and unusual habits over these past two weeks, including chewing gum (which I never really do...but gosh, the flavor of Stride gum really *does* last a long time!) and compulsively touching my hair. I dunno....can you catch trichotillomania from too much bar exam studying? Maybe I can sue them for negligent infliction of emotional distress? God, this needs to be over with....

In the news....

Numbered, for the benefit of all you bar examiner essay readers out there.

1. I am going to Grand Cayman.

2. I am going to Maine.

3. I am going to pass the bar exam, dammit! (My positive affirmation)

4. I am going to puke if I have to study for this test much longer.

Damnit.....I want to go shopping!

Stupid bar exam.....I hate you. I want to go shopping NOW because all of the nice things in my size will be sold out at Nordstrom's Anniversary sale after July 26th, I just know it! That nifty zebra Diane von Furstenburg dress is way more interesting than the fact that Florida hasn't adopted a strict liability standard for roaming cattle. That's right, a potential plaintiff will have to prove that you were at least negligent for allowing your cattle to roam the streets! DVF. Cows. You make the call.

Starbucks on Westshore.....

.....you are terrible.

Generally, I don't like Starbucks coffee anyway, but you can't even seem to get the prepared beverages right. Or hot. And for some reason, you always manage to get sticky on the outside of my cup. And you never give me a napkin unless I ask for it. Even Subway gives you a napkin without asking. I wish you had a comment box so I could tell you how I feel. You need to go drive across the bridge and spend a day at the Feathersound Starbucks, because they seem to get things right over there. Consider this your warning. Next time I might have to write a letter.