Craigslist is amazing, but only for electronics. ((I say this because, last summer, when we were trying to sell some furniture we no longer needed, I could not find buyers for some really solid stuff to save my life. I guess furniture is tough, with the transportation issues and all, but still.))
Mr. Angst and I found ourselves with an extra flatscreen monitor and I wanted to get rid of it. Having had little luck selling anything on the school listserv, and wanting to get the best sale price, I decided to post it on Craigslist.
That was this morning at 9.
I just walked back in after handing it off to the buyer. With cash in my pocket.
I admit it. I’m a HUGE nerd. So much of a nerd that when I read this Volokh post, I actually tried to explain my hysterical laughter to Mr. Angst by briefly recounting the constitutional requirements for administrative appointments. ((Note that at least part of my hysterical laughter was inspired by the masthead on the actual article referenced in the Volokh post.))
My new favorite movie lawyer is Paul Biegler. Sorry, Atticus Finch.
Welcome to the It’s-Late-Because-I-Was-at-a-Bachelorette-Weekend Edition of the Law School Roundup! Enjoy!
- Home Improvement. Better for the earth, too! Ostranenie
- Reality. Better for your sanity. 2L Wannabe
- Career Choices. I’m glad for mine, reading this. Mommy on the Floor
- Class Choices. You can’t take it all. PT-LawMom
- Property Violations. Of more than one kind. TJ’s Double Play
- Organization. Important, yes, but this is a a little insane. A New Duck
- Manners. I swear, they get worse every year. Lag Liv
- Stupidity. The things people don’t know. My So-Called Internet-based Life
- Payoff. It couldn’t happen to a cuter baby. Peanut Butter Burrito
- Another Kind of Payoff. I am SO JEALOUS. Yayarolly
And that’s it for this slightly delayed roundup! Look for it next week at Evan Schaeffer’s Legal Underground. It’ll be back here in about two weeks.
On an administrative note, I’ll be graduating soon, and I’d like to pass the student half of the Roundup on to someone who will, well, still be a student. Interested? Email me.
I seem to like the lists lately. Here’s another one.
- I did a quick search on Westlaw today, looking for additional authority for a section of The Task that I’m reworking. It was very gratifying to note that of the top 10 results, I already have—and have read—seven of them. Two of the other three were PLI documents (so, not really what I was looking for, since those tend to just report developments in an area of law rather than craft/expound upon a new theory or interpretation). Honestly? One of the better research moments in my life. I do wish, however, that I’d been able to construct this awesome search three months ago; the benefit of hindsight, I suppose, and months of reading on the topic.
- My brother may be moving overseas. Like, in a month. This is a little weird, but really cool for him. I was just thinking that, if he does have to move overseas on short notice, it’s good that it will be right after my graduation, since that’ll be a nice family gathering where we can all say goodbye; he probably won’t be back in the States till the fall, and even that seems like a bit of a longshot.
- I get to leave tomorrow for a three-day, four-night vacation with my best friend (and some other people) and I am probably more excited about that than the fact that I had my last real law school class, EVER, today. (I have a clinic meeting tomorrow, but that’s not really class.)
I think that’s enough of a list for today.
- I picked up my disgustingly purple graduation gown this week. The purple color is really not the worst part. The worst part is the two gold-embroidered medallions Right. Over. My. Boobs. ROCK.
- I had to do my financial aid exit interview this week also. I owe a crap assload of money to various people. It’s pretty depressing, actually.
- I found out who our graduation speaker is, and I am pretty embarrassed that I now have to tell my parents and my in-laws who it is. Yeah, it’s that bad. I might just not say anything and act surprised at graduation.
- But in brighter news, all of my remaining obligations for the semester seem to be wrapping up smoothly. I’m a little surprised, actually, and I’m kind of waiting for the other shoe to drop.
I find it amusing that my package tracker widget is not smart enough to realize that the “days till delivery” should be “0″ when the status is “out for delivery” even though the “scheduled delivery date” is tomorrow.
In other words, I’ve ordered a new trench coat (the last one did not fit) and it should arrive today. Which is actually perfect, because the weather today is vile.
After all my worry and angst, I am ethical in every jurisdiction. Whew!
Welcome to this week’s edition of the Law School Roundup, featuring posts by soon-to-be, current, and soon-not-to-be law students. Enjoy!
- Decision made! It’s definitely that time of year. Terra Nullius
- Still working on it. Yep, that time of year. A (non)Token Minority Law Student
- Good advice. Even if no one will actually take it. 1L Elle
- In your head. Zombie? The Lay Judge
- Killjoy. Basically, that’s law school. Mommy on the Floor
- Wordsmithing. It’s not not using your brain. Butterflyfish
- Vengeance. On hate mailers. Haters. Knocked Up (and in Law School)
- Not quite adults. When do they grow up?? Starting to Melt
- Ditto. I mean, ew. Think Like a Woman. Act Like a Man.
- Confused. Too many acronyms, too much pressure. Frequent Citations
- Lack of time. So a summary will have to do. Lag Liv
- Bob. Yeah, that’s right. Bob. Magic Cookie
- Word. It sucks and yet I will miss it. Mel Woods
- The long road. I like this description. Thrown for a Loop
- For Seriousness. That is all. katlet
That’s it for this week’s edition of the Roundup! Look for it next week at Evan Schaeffer’s Legal Underground, and back here in two weeks.
I am having a bad day, already.
OK, I’m not really having a bad day, I’m just not starting out superb. For starters, I got home quite late last night after a long day—one that began at 6:45, and involved driving to a nearby suburb, among other things—and I was just exhausted. But I still had to get up and take the dog out this morning because, hey, the dog has to pee. On my way out with him, my non-slip waterproof boots slipped on the non-slip rubberized stair covers on the steps going out the back door of my building and I bonked my thigh (which I already bruised last night) and mildly twisted my ankle. The dog did not even look up.
I, of course, went back to bed.
Now I’m up and the dog is ignoring me, which is weird, we are out of coffee, except the pot Mr. Angst made and left for me (thank you, thank you!) ((We are expecting more coffee today. Yes, I order my coffee online. Yes, this is really necessary. Coffee is very important; it’s the first thing I consume every day, and I want it to be the coffee I like.)), and it looks like it might actually snow today—you know, like the digusting spitting rain from yesterday wasn’t enough. Meanwhile, I’ve ordered a new trench coat, but it won’t arrive in time to keep me dry today—instead, it will arrive just in time for sunny weather. Awesome.
Finally, I am having a meeting about The Task today and I am, frankly, petrified. I haven’t looked at it since I turned it in, but I’m pretty sure it has NOT gotten better. So I don’t know what that’s going to be like, but I can’t even imagine a scenario in my mind that’s not awful because I really can’t imagine anything good coming of it.
I think today might be the day I go set up my tanning membership. ((I’m in a wedding right after graduation, and my dress is a color that will look much better on me if I’m tan. And yes, I know tanning “causes cancer” and yes, I know they make fake tanning stuff. The problem with the fake stuff is that it actually rubs off of me. I have two tubes of very good, very expensive self-tanner that comes right off if I exfoliate the day after applying it. Seriously. So I will be tanning, and unapologetically. I have Mediterranean heritage, and my skin can handle quite a bit of tanning—and I won’t be maxing out. I just have to get rid of the pasty winter-whiteness. Plus, I really do think the UV rays will help my mood.)) I need some UV rays to lift my mood.