Procrastinatory Ramblings

I turned in my monster midterm paper yesterday morning. It wouldn't have been so bad if they had given us more than 72 hours to do it. But it's done, and it's in, and that's all that really matters right now. I think I'm getting sick. All the stress and the not sleeping is definitely getting to me. I don't know how much longer I can take this. I started seeing a counselor at school a few weeks ago. She's the first one I've ever talked to that I actually liked. Unfortunately, they only let you have 12 sessions per school year through the school's mental health services, so I'll have wasted my share by the end of the semester. God, I miss health insurance. I've been missing a lot of things lately. Especially my friends back home. Luke and Melissa are getting married this weekend and I am SO SAD I can't be there. They are two of the most generous, fun, and real people I know. Poverty's a bitch. Ah well, I guess I'm off to read Crim Law. As predicted, it is my least favorite subject. Man is the criminal justice system whack!

What Weekends Used to Be Like

This weekend I blew off law school (mostly) and went to the Hardly Strictly Bluegrass Festival in Golden Gate Park. I have two words for you people: Dolly. Parton. Seriously, the woman opened with a power-packed rendition of "9 to 5". Immediately followed with one of my all-time favorite songs, "Jolene". I can die happy now. If you had any idea how many times I watched "9 to 5" or rocked out to Olivia Newton John's country western album on my Playschool record player as a child then you'd understand. But that's not all, I also got to see Emmylou Harris who, in case you didn't know this already, is a god. But damn it if I wasn't ready to slit my wrists by the end of the set.

Oh yeah, and I also ran 6 miles on Sunday. That's right, six freaking miles people. That was a major accomplishment for me. Now to some of you that may not seem like a lot, but to me it felt like I was well on my way to training for my first half marathon. Then I ran 5 miles yesterday. And I'm planning on running 5 miles tomorrow morning. That's right. I'm a bad ass. Anyone want to do the Run to the Far Side with me on Thanksgiving?