You know you're still haven't recovered from the Bar when:
you wake up from a dream which has you answering multiple choice questions much like in the style of the MBE, except instead of your typical Evidence, Torts, or Criminal answer choices, you get something like...
a) Riverdance
b) The Lord who who should have reasonably and prudently put on that Dance on a stable stage.
c) The Irish flub
d) Wake up, you're having a bloody nightmare!!!!
I have no idea why I was dreaming about Michael Flahtley last night, and in combination with MBE questions no less. I'm blaming the MPRE on this one.

I'm alive. Honest. I've been busy switching over my files from one laptop to another. That and I do have the MPRE on Friday, and apparently Lollapolluza on Saturday.
I get to see Incubus, A Perfect Circle, and Audioslave. Giddy does not even describe it.

I swear I'm not paranoid, and this just proves it. What can the Secret Services' reaction be called then? Over caution?
When we live in an age when we can't criticize or even praise a President for his actions it's not called freedom, it's called censorship. And it's getting worse, will continue doing so if people don't become informed about the Patriot Act and the other measures Ashcroft and his cronies are trying to pass through Congress that threaten our rights, our privacy.
This was just creepy, and really stupid of the Secret Service to not get the connection. Too many blows to the head now have we, or was it Bush's speeches?
Link via Neil Gaiman

After almost a year I finally fixed the guestbook on my personal website. I actually had time to fix it, and it only took less than five minutes! I have a guestbook. ::laughs::
I also fixed the blackglass guestbook, and I realized why I hadn't received any hostee applications all summer. The form wasn't working. But no one tried to email me either, so I guess they really didn't want to be hosted...
I also did pay on time. On the 30th to be exact, with a day to spare since my domain expired on the 31st. I am now paid through till 2006. Blackglass.org will be a household name one of these days, though I promise I won't make it my legal name any time soon.
Now I just have to decide what to do next. I still have to fix the mailing list program, which will not be easy. I also have a few emails to reply to, and I want to add a few links to this blog though my ultimate goal is to give a new layout. My first priority though is to email one of the members of my study group and fix a time with her soon to get her MPRE materials since I probably should start studying for that exam soon.

::sniff:: It took me two days, but I just finished Order of the Phoenix. I'm sad I finished it, and tears threatened through the last fifty pages, but what a great read!!! It was so worth the wait!

I just found out from L. that people in Houston actually left the exam and had to throw up. I'm telling you, it was bloody awful. But, I agree with her. Come swearing in time, out of the four of us, the one with the lowest score will gladly buy everyone else drinks. Here's to November.
And here's to blessed, blessed bed!!

It's over. It's finally over, and I think I'm brain dead.
Thanks everyone for your support. You guys so rock my world. I just have one more exam to go.

Finally! The first lawsuit against the Patriot Act has been filed. It only took how many years?

Two days down. One to go.
First day was alright. I wasn't too happy with the first part of Day 1. I was restricted to three lines instead of five, which made it more difficult and I had to go back and change my wording on so many things. That and I made the court reporter type the MPT on the laptop instead of his machine because the whole business of going through and flagging things and then going back and changing things once I was done was just not going to work. Not yesterday and not tomorrow for the essays. He's bringing his big keyboard tomorrow so he can type faster.
The MBE was what I expected, but it did not make it any easier, and this morning did not go well. I kept yawning and I could not see straight, and my answers were freaking me out, so I don't know. I seriously regretted not bringing my glasses even though I probably would not have been able to use them. The afternoon went a little better after having a frappucino (yum). I'd just rather not think about it. I don't want to think about whether I failed.
I have one more day to go. That's the only thing I can think about. And yay me. I saw there were spoilers about how Spike comes back on Angel, and I didn't read them. I'm behaving.

Ok, this is it. All my luck to Brookie and my friends who are taking this thing tomorrow, and keep your fingers crossed for me for the next three days. I'm seriously going to kick this thing in the ass. ;-)