The Supreme Court has refused a cyber case that would determine the jurisdiction of the website. Basically, as it stands, the owners of the site are being forced to defend against the lawsuit in Washington state instead of Colorado where they are based.

Walmart sued for sexual harrassment. Plaintiffs in the case are seeking to gain class action status.

I'm at 1754 words. I'm assuming it has to be a total of 4000 since it's a 15 page paper. The writing requirement is 6000 words, but I don't need to do that. I'm tired!!!!!!!!!!!! I haven't cracked open an outline yet for DTPA. Perhaps I'll learn it tonight by osmosis. You know, put it under my pillow and hope the rules of law seep into my skin and memory.

Spent most of the day studying for DTPA and pretending to write my paper. Papers should just write themselves even if it is just 15 pages. I just can't bring myself to write it.
The weekend was pretty much calm. I worked on Race and Racism on Saturday, and that was pretty much it.
Friday, Friday was amazing. It was fantastic. I met Dallion and his girl who was really nice. Oh, and did I mention? I saw Tori Amos.
The concert was by far the most memorable. I was about ten rows from the stage on the far right side. I was afraid it would be a standing concert, and that I wouldn't be able to see because of it, but it wasn't. Everyone stood when she walked on stage, but then sat down when she sat at her piano and started playing "A Sorta Fairytale."
She is a goddess.
Her voice sounds exactly the way it does on her cds, and she's just an amazing musician. I loved the way she'd switch between pianos, or the way she'd play two at a time. Her posture, her movements, her singing. It was just wonderful. I'm such a dork. I cried when she started playing, and tears threatened to spring up again when she played "Precious Things." Yes, she played that song. I was exstatic! That and "Cornflake Girl," but nothing compares to "Precious Things."
Of course, listening to the live album just doesn't do it for me anymore. I'm amused.
And I ended up being $35 poorer after buying the cutest t-shirt. But, it was so worth it.

Buffy makes fun of Christianity. Ugh, my sides hurt from laughing. This is just hysterical. Seriously, why would you be watching Buffy in the first place? These are probably the same people who think the Harry Potter books will turn their children towards witchcraft.

Well, it's official. I had my last law school class today. No more seminars. No more lectures. No more tyrannical practices of the socratic method on unsuspecting students (or in my case, unprepared. oops). No more school! No more class!
In three weeks I'll be graduating.

Angel is most likely renewed! Thank you!! ::bounce:: And here I thought I wasn't going to ever again get my Whedon fix. That and Spike will be joining the cast as well as some of the awesome writers from Buffyand Firefly. Please say this includes Drew Goddard.
This has just totally made my day.

I miss me. I miss having time for myself. And though I am procrastinating, it is no where near the kind I used to practice in college. Methinks law school has killed my procrastinating creative streak.
Example: I have this treaty analysis that is due next Thursday. The old me would start working on it next Tuesday, assuming I'm feeling well with no aches and pains and I'm bored to death. The new me, I'm almost done with it.
Of course there is a rational explanation for my nerdiness. My copyright paper is due the day after the treaty analysis. To date I've only written two pages of a fifteen to twenty page paper. Oh, and I have three finals next week. DTPA and Race and Racism on the same day (Wednsday) and International Human Rights Law the next day. The same day the analysis is due.
Yazzy is not stupid. No. But I miss procrastinating, like now. Except it's not real because if it were real I'd probably be doing something creative like making webpages or writing. The most kick ass challenges are up and I haven't tried a single one. Bloody hell.
I should write an ode. Woe is me and all that jazz.

This case makes me ill, especially with the strategy the defense plans to use. Since when is sex consensual with a 13 yr old child with an IQ of 65?

I'm alive, not dead. Just very unmotivated, which doesn't make sense seeing as I'm half way done with the treaty analysis, and it isn't even due till the day of the final. I want to turn it in on the last day of class.
Of course, I haven't touched the copyright paper in almost a week. Convenient, I know. I do want to at least add to it this week since I know it's not due till the day of the final, which I don't have to take since I'm writing the paper. Again, I've been unmotivated.
I have three movies waiting to be watched, and I haven't seen them. What is wrong with me?
And for the record, the first week of finals is going to be a killer. Two on one day, and the third the very next day with the paper due the day after that. My last final isn't until the week after. Med Mal, it should be a piece of cake! ::cough, cough:: What I wouldn't give for a semester of just Bs and As. And anyone who thinks that my aspiring to a B is wrong needs to get a life and mind their own business. I am so sick and tired of reading the blogs by people bemoaning the fact that they got a B. Boo-hoo. Anyone in my school would kill for that letter grade. Unlike you, we don't have a B mean. We have a C+ mean. Yes, half of us are guaranteed a C+. It's rather sad, and hence why you'll never get my sympathy for getting a lousy B. After all if it comes down to my resume or yours, you'll get the job.
No sympathy what so ever.
Though, a lawyer from town did say that I may become a commodity because of everything I have going for me. Yes, being disABLED does cause the word 'special' to be tattoed to my forehead. Mind helping me walk instead? Or even better, give me the ability to get out of bed on my own. Now that's special.
Really, I'm not bitter. I've just amused myself with my own banter.