Mr. Wickets (stickywickets) wrote,
Mr. Wickets
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Holy Living Crap! I'm Caught Up With My Livejournal!

Things are finally slowing down a little. Last Thursday though, had all the makings of the day from hell. Luckily, it didn't turn out that way. My 30-page legal brief was due, I was due to present a 10-minute oral argument on the same brief, and I was "on-call" in my federal tax class (meaning I was supposed to field questions for half-an-hour). Because of a reception they were holding, tax class only ran about 25 minutes, I ended up answering two whole, my paper was finished with no last minute worries, and the argument turned out be a round-table discussion with the whole class. Zippity-Do-Dah! I skipped on Thursday night SBA. It was supposed to be at the White Star Lounge, but R Kelly showed up last minute and the cover apparently ran up to 50 bones. I made the mistake of buying the Sims 2. I have to say I've been good about budgeting my time, though.

Friday Charlie left for Miami. I was toying with the idea of going with him. . . he was going to Liz's Med School dance with the three of Liz's hot, single, and (apparently) horny med-student/heiress friends. It sounded pretty boring, so I decided to stay home. (The airfare wasn't the problem, I was just so brutally behind on homework, etc). I feel a little vindicated since I guess a number of guys were in tow and Charlie spent most the weekend either at a mall or fixing Liz's car tire.

Friday night I went to Robby's birthday party. It was straight out of undergrad: lots of tube tops, cheap beer, blonde bobs (haircuts, you boob!), loud music, and they even turned the lights down. It was a mixed blessing when they ran out of beer. Twice actually. The second beer run just couldn't put a dent in the clientele.

Saturday morning, I went over to Julia's for brunch. Jenie, Tudor, and Sara were there and a couple students Julia's husband Adam knew from med school. The food and the company was first rate.
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