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.




I am hoping he chokes on his own phlegm.


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