The Write-On Really Wasn't Worth It.

It has been a while since you've gotten an update on The Journal of Fun and Wonderment, Internet.

This is not because the JFW has not been a thrilling whirlwind of joy and bubbles. Rather, this is because I have been taking the same approach to the Journal as I do to that dent in my car, Admin Law, and people who pass gas in class: if you just ignore it for long enough, it might go away.

Thus far, this really only an effective approach with in-class farters, by the way. I will keep you updated on the car thing.

The Journal is....going. We've flung the 2Ls through a flurry of library, research, and bluebooking training, and they are sending me panicked emails at strange hours of the day and night. The 3Ls have not yet hit that charming apathetic stage, where all work effectively stops and they remember that they are paying almost $50k a year for the privilege of having their lives made miderable. Our pages are nearly full for the year, and things seem to be humming along towards publication at breakneck speed. All is right with the Journal. Or, all is as right as it can get on a student-run publication, anyway.

In this era of Things Are Not a Total ShitShow for Once, our faculty advisor dropped a bomb. My best guess is that he got uncomfortable- for 20 years, the Journal has had chaos embossed right there in its masthead. This year, things seemed to be running ahead of schedule. Our pages were nearly full. Our shipping costs were down, our subscribers were up, there was magical fairy dust sprinkled all over the printers. Things were good.

Obviously, this was the point at which our faculty advisor decided that we should put out an extra issue this year.

If you are a 2L or a 3L on a journal, or have been in charge of a publication, ever, begin your deep breathing exercises now.

If you're a 1L, and blissfully unaware of the soul-sucking chaos that is journal life (especially journal life as an EIC), imagine that, tomorrow, your dean informs you that, oh-by-the-way, you'll also be taking one of your Spring semester classes this Fall. Starting tomorrow. And also, you'll have to convince 30 other overworked, slightly neurotic, unemployed and angry people that this extra project is "prestigious" and "a resume-builder." (Disclaimer: it is neither).

This "extra issue" thing, clearly, was a unilateral decision. On the upside, in the Great I Don't Wanna Please Don't Make Me Debate of 2009, I did negotiate (read: beg) an extra $300 of candy money into the Journal budget. Because without bon-bons, there will be no bluebooking, that's why.

What I'm trying to say is this: The Journal of Fun and Wonderment is clearly a misnomer. Secondary lesson: join Moot Court.

So now: back to the chaos. It turns out I have more reading than I expected.

One, two, three...liftoff!

Southwest is having an amazing 72 hour sale right now- $25 for flights 0-374 miles, $50 for 375-549, $75 for flights 550-999, and $100 for flights 1000+.

I'm flying home for vacation for dirt cheap.

Go. Now. Two free checked bags. Fly for cheap!


This is my good deed for the week. You're welcome.

Three things you don't want to hear in late October

1. Hmmmmm. Well. I've never seen a computer do that before.

2. I think you need a new motherboard.

3. But you can turn that article in early, right?


....I can only assume swine flu and a rapid coyote attack are on the agenda for Tuesday. Super.

Law School Roundup #196

This week's law school roundup is up over at The Legal Underground.

Check back here next week, same great place and time, for next week's roundup.

This is a teaser.

I met David Lat!

Details and reviews to follow when I've safely settled back into the school routine. And planned my new career as a legal blogger.

In which I must settle for M & Ms. Which are awesome.

I did not get the clerkship with Judge Godiva. The clerkship scene is unbelievably dismal (See: recession, job market, general economic suckitude), so it isn't any great surprise, and I find it hard to get too beat up over it.

The judge was kind enough to give the final-round candidates an update on who he did hire. That dynamic duo (both impossibly academically decorated, obviously), include a Fulbright scholar and someone whose post-college research project included radio-tagging cheetahs. From a helicopter. In Africa. With his teeth. Seriously. (except for the teeth part).

Basically, two candidates who were objectively cooler than me got the job, so meh. Maybe I will apply again in a year or two- Roommate suggests amending my resume to "Interests: Performs heart surgery, on self" as a way of standing out from the crowd.

I'm a little conflicted about this pitfall. Downside: No Judge Godiva. Upside: Can resign myself to a lack of clerkship in my life, and move on.

Speaking of moving on...the summer firm (Work Hard, Play Hard, LLP) called. They want to give me money, fame, glory, and a desk. As the Littlest Nobody Sibling would say: Hell to the Yes, Internetz. I have a job! I found one! I hunted it in my helicopter and tagged it and bagged it and dragged it home, and I am now officially post-graduation employed.

Someone should tell Judge Godiva what an awesomely employable and grammatically flexibly little intern he missed out on.

Three facts

1. I have known Darwin for two years as of round about...now.

2. Not to be all mushy on y'all, but: oh wow have those two years been improved by the addition of one critter-saving, bad-joke humoring, good date-making, perfect couch cuddling, charmer of a gentleman. He's cute, too.

3. We are so going on a date on Saturday.


Jealous? You should be. I win!

Law School Roundup #195

Without further ado, here is Law School Roundup #195....

Poetic: Whitman on Palsgraf (1L Poet)

Social Graces: On Meth Molly, and timing (No. 634)

Sound advice for 0Ls: Children of the LSAT, calm yourself (i don't wear skinny jeans)

Getting it Wrong: On the pressure to blog, with excellence ((In)Sanity Souffle)

Calculus: On deciding whether you like a class. Or not. (New Kid on the Hallway)

Do the Math: A warning to the younger generation (My Legal Fiction)

Dramatic: The deposition-as-horror-movie genre (The Corner in the Middle)

Invasion: Its bad news when the outside comes in (Catatonic Storm Clouds)

Ups and Downs: Outsiders, this is what life as a law student looks like (Fresh Thought Soup)

Look for next week's roundup at the Legal Underground, and then back here again in 2 weeks. If you want to be added to the blog roll, but don't see yourself up there (1Ls: This means you), shoot me an email and we'll get you on the wall of dis-honor. I love emails.


In the meantime, try to stay out of trouble, kids.

Epic fail.

Tonight, I tried to sneak up behind Sofa the Cat to scare her.

I jumped and hooted.

I think I pulled a muscle in my butt. It feels like when you pull your quad, only more debilitating and humiliating, and less likely to earn you roommate sympathy for your whiny antics. If it counts for anything, Sofa was well and truly scared.


You're welcome for sharing, Internet.

Law School Roundup #194

The Law School Roundup for this week is up at the Legal Underground.

The Roundup is hosted in alternating weeks here at Thanks, But No Thanks and The Legal Underground. It features good blog posts from law students over the course of the week- if you want to be featured, the first step is get on the blogroll, so shoot me an email so you can get added.

Happy reading!

This is a public service announcement

Dear Giggly Undergrad,

Leggings are not pants.
Stop taking cues from Lindsay Lohan: she's on crack. Literally.

Also, I can see your underwear. Nice polka dots.

Kisses,

NB

Watch your back, nasal talker guy.

I just got this email from Roommate. It made me laugh out loud. These are the kind of things we do in class:

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To: me @ gmail.com
From: Roommate @ noschool.edu

Subj: I will kill this guy.

Seriously. He needs to stop talking. I have a nail file in my purse. You know, the metal kind you can’t take on airplanes.

R.


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Short, sweet, and to the point. To be fair, he totally deserves it.

Law School Roundup #193

Welcome to Law School Roundup #193!

Without further ado...

Secret Weapon: Using ninja skills to stay abreast of class (Law School Ninja)

Confusing on so many levels: Why is Paula Abdul in your law school's advertising? (No. 634)

Jammin': Legal practice, set to music (Now That I'm Awake)

And now for something completely different: A tasty way to empty out that freezer (tales of the basil queen)

New Friends: On neighbors, and talking to strangers (Exhibit L)

Germs: H1N1 is worse than cooties (My Little Green Diary)

Kids these days: On beer and STDs (the Rising Jurist)

Family Tradition: A casebook worth reading?! (Pay the Money and Take a Shot)

Bow to the Power of the 3Ls: Power corrupts. Fake power + 3L years of law school corrupts absolutely (My Legal Fiction)

The Best Minds: To be fair, Scalia may have actually met some law students. We're pretty useless, as a group. (Really? Law?)

Outlines as Literature: On napping, and a review of outlines (I Don't Wear Skinny Jeans)

Look for next week's roundup at the Legal Underground, and then back here again in 2 weeks. If you want to be added to the blog roll, but don't see yourself up there (1Ls: This means you), shoot me an email and we'll get you on the wall of dis-honor. I love emails.


In the meantime, try to stay out of trouble, kids.


Kisses!