One I like

I’ve been hammering myself over the head with outlines for days on end. Nothing quite like the brutal efficiency of class ranking to get boots on the ground. I spend so much time in this library that I feel as though I own the place. At least a square foot of it. Maybe I’ll pull up a square of this commercial carpet upon graduation and frame it. It’d mean more than the damn diploma. At least to me.

The mood here is grim. The work load huge. The game afoot. First final, December third. The rest will come quickly on the heels of that first monster, a blur of fists striking my body. The raptors always go for the eyes. And the soul. Soon, I will feel nothing at all.

But, for now, I like this image.

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Source: flickr.com/photos/36624956@N05/3969068537/

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About big jonny

The man, the legend. The guy who started it all back in the Year of Our Lord Beer, 2000, with a couple of pages worth of idiotic ranting hardcoded on some random porn site that would host anything you uploaded, a book called HTML for Dummies (which was completely appropriate), a bad attitude (which hasn’t much changed), and a Dell desktop running Win95 with 64 mgs of ram and a six gig hard drive. Those were the days. Then he went to law school. Go figure. Flagstaff, Arizona, USA

6 thoughts on “One I like

  1. BJ- Is this symbolic of how the library has you by the nuts and your manhood is slowly diminishing? Cool pic, nonetheless.

    Eat a ton of shit on thanksgiving and worry about that shit later. Good luck on those finals though.

    Godspeed!

  2. Law school, right? Wait until you are actually practicing law. Law School becomes the good old days. It’s like doing the dishes, you clean up the dishes (client) and get them through with as little pain as possible. Hours later (or so it seems) they are dirty again.

  3. I am currently in the trenches with ya Johnny. 2nd year finals are so much harder to study for. Motivation isn’t quite what it was 1st year.

  4. Second year is just huge. I’ve read a thousand cases if I’ve read one. It certainly can become a big blur at times.

    My motivation is much like any shitty race finish motivation – just get it fucking over with already.

  5. Hang in there, Man. Keep outlining your ass off. Lots of people with a lot less brains than you have made it.

    Think about the lowest, wettest, muddiest, tiredest you’ve ever been during a bike race, but chose to push on. And how rewarding it was that you did. That’s how you’ll feel after finals.

    Hang in there, Man. We’re pullin’ for ya.