Focus

I can't find. It is sunny outside and the 50 pages of Constitutional Law reading I have look considerably less enticing than going for a walk. My parents came to visit on Friday and brought me all of my old Disney movies so watching Beauty and the Beast right now seems equally enticing.

Law school is very much a return to an environment like high school. Everybody knows everybody else's business, cliques form, dislikes emerge. There are lockers and a cafe that serves a different hot lunch every day. But the important difference from high school is choice. People chose to be here, and can choose how much effort they are going to put towards their education or how much time they would rather spend imbibing liquor. I have the choice to enjoy the sunny day for a few minutes and then to get back to reading.

Summertime

And the living is easy. Or at least the potential for it to be easier is tangible, as I will be living with the man in Queen Anne. Top of the hill! I helped him pick out the apartment this weekend when I came up for the career fair. The career fair itself will probably not get me a job, so I needs to go back to lookin'. Hopefully I'll find one that pays. I would love a little income so I wouldn't feel quite so much like the mooch that I will inevitably be living with Ryan. I can do manual labor, i.e. dishes and cleaning, to make up for the lack of funds, I suppose, but it is not the same.