I really do.
I'm blaming my note. And my trade paper. And the three finals that come after that.
You can blame them too if you'd like.
In fact, I think that would be great.
And I wouldn't tell anyone if you came upon them really sneaky like from behind and hit them over the head with a frying pan. Or a bat. Or a shovel. Or a really big brick.
Although that would be difficult to hold since it doesn't have a handle. So maybe just the frying pan or the bat or the shovel.
I'd totally help you destroy the evidence too.
Sunday, April 5, 2009
I miss you blogosphere
Posted by (In)Sanity Gal at Sunday, April 05, 2009
Labels: law school
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I haven't been by the site in a while because of bloglines. Pretty.
Also, fucking law school
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