Monday, March 30, 2009

Mmmm, salty.

Fun Fact: The (very very very) annoying 1L who informed me earlier this year that his plan was to clerk for the Supreme Court (excuse me while I laugh derisively, moron) is sitting at my table.

 

In addition to breathing my air, which I do not appreciate, he is also audibly snorting loogies back up his nose. It's a regular snot concert up in here.

 

Snort, sniffle, snorrrrrrk, drip.

 

Repeat.

 

I am hoping he chokes on his own phlegm.

1 comments:

Virgin In The Volcano said...

I'm laughing at him too. Feel free to tell him that.

All rights reserved to my snotty and generally self-deprecating writing. And if your comments bother me, I'll delete them. That's right, pumpkin.
...How dreary—to be—Somebody!
How public—like a Frog—
To tell one's name—the livelong June—
To an admiring Bog!
-- Emily Dickinson