New Beginnings. Again.

This week marks the beginning and end of two phases of my life. It ends the past 18 months of preparation for law school and begins 36 months of what some might consider, a tortuous future. I will say that I'm happy to have finally started. I won't say I'm particularly excited about the prospect of public humiliation during forced participation in the Socratic method of legal instruction. In fact, I'm not particularly excited about late nights studying, copious amounts of Pepsi Max in my system, or the vast amounts of friction my retinas will endure from oscillating to and fro while reading thousands of pages of cases. Maybe the Pepsi will help with that.

What I will say, however, is that if I gain anything from law school, I'm hoping it will be a remarkable ability to confound, obfuscate, and generally perplex anyone I come in contact with by using all the pompous legalese terms I can while engaged in normal conversation--though the conversations will, after the first remark I make, become abnormal in the sense that I'll refrain from engaging in normal conversations due to the fact that, and needless to say and stuff there so, at any rate, so I'll say it anyway, despite my usual objections to including such trifling notions that warrant no further discussion since they, the object of my trifling words, are merely meant to fill time and space, will prove the heretofore mentioned purposes of normalities true, in essence only--such that only my true friends will emerge, since only a true friend will be long suffering enough to put up with such excrementitious babbling.

This blogging thing is really cramping my style. I think I'll go read Bush v. Gore...