DAILY DOSE: "Climbing Higher Through the Fire"

Well, don’t I suck?

I suppose it would be nice of me to actually post semi-regularly around here, wouldn’t it? Bear with me though, friends, for I’ve just officially rolled into FINALS FORTNIGHT. It’s my final finals, which is an epic statement in and of itself. Luckily, though, finals represents more of a nuisance than a challenge this semester. I’ve got a 24-hr take-home final in ADR that shouldn’t take but an evening to complete, with no initial study-time needed; about more pages to write for my independent study on John Dickinson; a 15 page-appellate brief on the trial of Capt. Kirk from Star Trek VI: The Undiscovered Country; and a 2 two hour, closed book Insurance final.

Only Insurance represents any kind of a challenge, and that’s only because I’ve not paid any sort of attention in that class whatsoever. Luckily, though, I’ve got some pretty good professor-supplied outlines, two full days to prepare for it, and my indelible study partner, Sprout. With luck, I’ll get to graduate.

Yes! Graduation. It’s getting closer each and every day. It’s going to be a bittersweet moment, I’m quite certain of that. Though I often bitched about it, law school life was a pretty cool racket. The only real advantage to joining the real world is the opportunity for a steady paycheck. However, being that my employment options are bleak, to say the least, at this point, I’d rather just stay in school. Perhaps my biggest question is, “what’s going to happen with all my law friends.” Sure, by the time Bar/Bri’s over, I’ll be more than sick of all of them, but soon after that, I’ll miss them, I’m certain. Luckily, though, just about all of my closest friends are staying put here in the ‘burgh. Unluckily, on the other hand, most of them are starting new lives through marriage, etc., meaning less time to hang out with ME. And what about people I’m only allowed to hang out with in school? I mean, I’m done with school now…I guess it’s true that all good things must come to an end.

But not to worry, all, I don’t foresee the Kingdom ending any time soon. That is, I suppose, so long as you all keep visiting. Which I guess depends on me keepin’ on posting… So, since I’ve wasted five minutes of your time meandering about waxing poetically of the end of school days, I might as well entertain you…

First up is the Link of the Day, supplied to us by his Royal Frenchness, Marc. I’ve not had the time to delve deeply into the site, but Marc threatened to “gut me like a fish” if I didn’t comply with his demands to make it the Link of the Day. Though I could stand to lose the few pounds a good gutting would entail, I’m fragile, and that sounds like it would hurt. Thus, your Link.

The Song of the Day is MORE Yellowcard. It’s a great song (that I think is about 9/11) called “Believe” ::insert audible groan by crowd here:: I know, I know. I’m sorry! Really, I’m almost out of Yellowcard songs. It’s just, when I hear new ones, they just get stuck in my head. And that’s how this whole “Song of the Day” thing works. Wait. Why the hell am I apologizing? It’s not like anyone out there waits anxiously to find out what the Song of the Day is, just so he/she can go download it. In fact, I don’t even know why I pick a Song, other than to use the lyrics as the title to the Dose… hmm.

So other than the usual stuff (Pirates: bad!, comic books this week: good!, MVP baseball: dominating!), I’ve not got a whole hell of a lot to report. Sorry to be boring. But it’s probably going to be a boring couple of weeks. Anyone got cool weekend plans? I’ll probably spend my weekend writing the aforementioned brief/paper. However, I’ll soon write about “Peaking at 17,” like I promised y’all so so long ago. Maybe later this afternoon.

Finally, I’d like to take the time to publicly thank the lovely Lauren for her kind words regarding the Kingdom and my writing the other evening, it’s real feedback like that that keeps me keepin’ on. However, I still wish that people would offer to guest-blog a little more often (and when I say “more often” I mean, ever.) Lauren has come up with the wonderful idea that we should start a “how long until Britney gets back to her ‘Slave for You’ playing weight” Pool. Someone remind me to bring that back up once she has the kid.

By the way, Britney is a nutbar, and Christina’s getting married. What the hell happened to my late teens/early twenties? This shit makes me feel like I’m 40 or something.

Be good to each other, I’ll try to come back later.
(and this time, I mean it!)

…anybody want a peanut?

-apk