Yep, it's that time of year again. Spring has sprung. The flowers are blooming, the birds are chirping (actually, the birds are dive-bombing - that damn mockingbird in our front yard just doesn't like us), the humidity is showing up, and the allergies are kicking in.
And law school finals are here.
This really only means one thing for me. Two and a half weeks of no sleep (seriously - I didn't sleep last night because I was taking my Constitutional Law exam in my head. The professor gives us the questions so we have time to think about them. Pure torture to someone like me. However, before you go saying that the exam should be easy, let me tell you - as he has - that the questions do not have an answer. He said he just wants to read something fun and to see what we come up with. Fantastic.), constant reading, and the hope that South Texas College of Law will let me stay just one more semester.
Like the spring season, law school exams also signal the arrival of something: facial hair (on me, not Hayley. Well, maybe a little on Hayley).
Yep, I'm not going to work for the next two weeks, so it's a montain man's life for me. I just haven't decided the style yet. Do I go for the goatee with the trimmed but faded beard, the foo man choo, the lazy ass beard (i.e. no grooming; it is what it is), or the Jason Giambi retro mustache (cue the music: bow chicka bow chicka bow chicka bow wow)?
Any input would be much appreciated. Oh, and if you know anything about Con Law, Contracts, Property, or Torts, I would appreciate your input (that is, everything and anything you know) on those topics as well.





2 comments:
Um...JERK! I have no facial hair.
Kaylynn doesn't like your facial hair, it scares her.
And sweets, you spelled "mountain" wrong. It's not "montain". Yeah, that's right. You lie to our blog readers, telling them I grow facial hair and, I correct your spelling. Take it.
love you!
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