My mission to kill my computer dependency

It is time.

Enough is Enough.

The computer only makes my life worse.

Sure, its great to be able to chat with friends, or take notes in class, or even read sports stories.

It is not great to fuel obsessions, drama, and general social flames with the idle time spent online.

I keep making myself worse, just when I think I'm getting better.

Not that people don't facilitate my misery.

I'm sure its not intentional.

Its not like people should censor what they write on their wall, or profile just because they know I'll see it.

If they were going out of there way to write things that they know I'd see, and know would upset me...they can burn in hell.

Aside:
I am not a "hell" person, but some crimes are punishable by such drastic measures.

Stealing someone's girlfriend/boyfriend.

sabotage of someone's academic pursuits.

Kicking someone after they were down, but were kind of standing back up again.

All of these things of course, carry a requisite culpable mental state. Accidents happen, I acknowledge that as well as anyone, but if you do these things knowingly or intentionally, enjoy the warm seat in hell.

So, there you have it. I have a standard now for sending people to hell.

It will certainly expand.

Maybe I'll try to put up "things that will get you sent to hell" as a regular feature on this blog.

I don't know if you knew this or not, but I do have that authority.

It was recently given to me.

I'll try not to abuse it.

You should do the same.

I just work to damned hard to be sabotaging myself the way I do on the internet. Those of you who care, I am now on a mission. I seek to limit my computer use to checking sports news, talking to people when I actually have something to talk about, and most importantly, not checking facebook.

The one caveat is that I plan to write here a lot more. I know that seems bizarre, and perhaps a contradiction to this so-called-mission, but it is a great release for me. I might be curt at times, maybe even rude. I'll do my best to be anonymous with it though, as it is not my place to point fingers and name names. (Plus, quite a few of you seem to really enjoy reading what I have to say, and I can't be disappointing my fans!)

God help me.


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I hate UT...and Auburn

I thought I could do it.

I talked all week about how I was going to root for UT this weekend against the Gaytors.

I hate UF because last year when Prothro broke his leg, they were at the top of Bryant-Denny doing the "chomp" or whatever they call it.

Its one thing to be kind of relieved when a player on the other team that is really good gets hurt. Its another thing when the kid is down on the field for 15 minutes and they keep cheering his pain.

that's classless.

Its a trait they share with Vol fans.

I wore the orange yesterday, but under it, I wore my "12 National Championships" Tide shirt. It was like a crimson condom, protecting me from "catching orange" or anything else itchy.

After about 45 min, and three crown and diet cokes, I decided I felt dirty, and promptly removed the orange to show my true colors.

People here give me a hard time; "But you go to UT, how can you not root for them against Florida?" "I'd understand if they were playing 'Bama, but anyone else and you should be cheering for the Vols."

These people are obviously not real football fans.

I grew up in Memphis. I grew up a Memphis Tigers and Alabama Crimson Tide fan. There is only one team on this earth that might rival UT in terms of my hatred, and that is Auburn. Fuck Auburn, by the way.

I watched heart breaking defeats, and heart stopping victories pulled off by my Tigers in HS. I rooted for Alabama since I was old enough to talk. I went to UA. I am only at UT Law because I couldn't pass up an opportunity to go to a top tier school for in-state tuition.

I will never root for UT. When Auburn comes to town. I will sit in crimson and wish both teams suffer non-devastating injuries (just the type that will keep the kid out for the 'Bama game).

Those of you who think less of me for it, ask Kurt Hipple how it feels to turn your back on your passions and wear orange. It feels dirty. Poor Hipple, the U of M will miss you.

As for UT...FUCK THEM.

ROLL TIDE ROLL
3-0 (1-0)

Bring on the Pig-Suey!

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Law Students get a bum wrap

I keep encountering people who believe that we in the field of legal studies are boring.

They think we're bland, jejune*, lame, mundane people.

Do they think we're too smart and motivated and driven to have fun?

If so they've got it all wrong.

I've found my law school friends to be just as socially active as anyone I knew in undergrad, or at least anyone who graduated.

The difference is we don't go out and do things that get us arrested after we get drunk.

We go to the bars Wednesday through Saturday.

Well, Tuesday through Saturday for the elite few who put together front-loaded schedules.

I mean, look at this picture! He's a law student, and he looks pretty interesting doesn't he?

Fuller thinks that it should be re-named "Lame School" because being a law student is a natural conversation killer.

When you're talking to a layman and say that you're a law student, they immediately disengage.

Is it intimidation?

Fear?

Jealousy?

Insecurity?

Whatever it is, people don't really like us, and we're not even attorneys yet.

All I have to say is, spend a week with a group of law students, you will see that we're people too.

Smart, articulate, drunk people.

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*this means dry and uninteresting, for you laymen out there.

Things that are wrong with America v. 1

Things that are wrong with America:

This is in my Law & Medicine book
"Drug firms may rush new drugs to market because of concerns about patent life, a desire to mold prescription habits prior to market entry by competitors and hopes for a fast 'ramp-up' in sales that will encourage investors and increase stock prices"

Notice it says nothing about trying to get medicine to people who need it. Fuck the pharmaceutical companies. They are rotting our bodies and our country.

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Longest Day Ever...

Yesterday took me by surprise.

I know, its my fault. I should have looked at my iCal sooner than 11:30 am, but it didn't occur to me.

I thought all weekend:

"Well, I need to read for Law & Medicine when I get back to Knoxville. Then after Law & Medicine, I will have 3 hours to read for Space Law. After that class, I'll go home and read for Tuesday, cook dinner, and prepare for the cross-examination of Brooke Thompson (the guilty stepmother)."

Not so bad huh?

Here is where the trouble starts...

I open iCal and there it is "Trial Practice, Monday 5:30, room 12."

Shock.

Awe.

(Iraq didn't go this well!)

Oh shit!

So, instead of having three full hours to prepare for space law, I have to break that time up. I have one hour for 53 pages of space law reading (The Outer Space Treaty), and then two hours to prepare for my cross. Then I'll have a two hour space law seminar, then a three hour trial practice class.

Here is how the cross should have gone:

Mrs. Thompson, do you own a .38 Caliber pistol?
Yes
Mrs. Thompson, have you ever had occasion to fire that weapon at a human being?
Yes
Have you ever killed someone with that weapon?
Yes
What part of their body was wounded?
I shot him in the chest
Mrs. Thompson, did you receive $600,000 and all of Mr. Thompson assets as a result of Leslie's death?
Yes
Mrs. Thompson, did you shoot Leslie?
YES, I did it. And I set up that idiot (points to my innocent client) to take the fall.
No further questions your honor.

It didn't go that way.

Actually, the girl who played Brooke Thompson for me ended up furious with my demeanor. I admit, I was hostile, but its a cross-examination, and she is the witness that I believe will get my client off the hook! What am I supposed to do? Additionally, She thought I accused her of being un-prepared in front of the class.

That was a misunderstanding.

I asked her "Do you know Jerry Young?"

She said "No."

This is exactly what Brooke Thompson would have said.

I commented afterwards "I wouldn't have expected you to have said anything other than No," which I guess she thought was a cheap shot.

I explained myself afterwards.

I don't think I'll be getting a Christmas card from her, and not just because I'm a Jew.

So I end up being in class/studying from 10:00am when I woke up and started reading for my Law & Medicine seminar until 12:45am when I finally gave up on my evidence reading. I didn't even touch Legal Profession. Included in that time:
(a) Two 20 minute drives (to and from school)
(b) 30 minutes for lunch (during which I read)
(c) 15 minutes to eat delivery pizza and watch an episode of "Venture Brothers" from Sunday

Basically, I worked non-stop.

Thank god today is short.



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We won!

That doesn't mean that Facebook lost either, by the way. I think they have won as well. They heard our concerns, our pleas, and they responded by providing us with privacy.

I don't have time to really elaborate, I have an interview at 10:40. I just wanted to take a moment and soak up the feeling.

Good work everyone.

Including Facebook

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The Dirty Law School Afternoon Nap

So, I just took ANOTHER 5 hour nap on my couch.

I know right!

This is the 4 day out of the last 7 school days that this has happened to me.

A friend at camp used to talk about the "Dirty Evening Nap" when you nap from like 6pm to 10pm before you go out.

This is the "Dirty Law School Afternoon Nap".

Don't judge me. Don't you judge me. You'd nap too if you had nothing else to do.

Oh, and I don't sleep at night anymore. Apparently I'm not the only one though. There is a rash of insomnia going around the law school community. I feel bad though, because most of this is driven by homework and school anxiety. Mine is driving by "Overhaulin" on TLC.

Seriously though, what am I supposed to do? I get home at 10 this morning, and I have 50 minutes of class tomorrow, as well as an interview. I've already prepped for the interview. I've already read for the class tomorrow. Oh, and I didn't get more than 180 minutes of sleep last night.

I don't need to feel guilty for napping.

I don't need to feel guilty for having no more work to do.

Plus, I've got a social life to maintain, and we all know the weekend starts tonight.

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