Pathetic Update No. 27

So it takes me forever to update my blog.  I basically need to be pushed into it by Lex before I do anything.  Just some quick notes from life in the Willamette Valley …

-       Does it ever stop raining here?  I mean, really?  I think today was the first day since I got back from DC that I didn’t walk to my car in the morning in the rain.  I actually saw some blue sky for a second or two.  I think I might be delusional.

-       Few things are more fun than staring out into space during con law II and realizing that the final is just 3 weeks away.  I have no idea what in the hell we have talked about since day 1 (or day 2 seeing as how I missed day 1).  Hopefully the outlines I’m getting from other people help explain the course.

-       More from my con law II professor, for whom I am doing research for over the summer.  “so, have you taken criminal procedure yet?”  “no – I just finished my 1L year.”  “oh, that’s right … here, read about the 4^th amendment in this textbook as background for this assignment”  “ok, thanks” He then hands me a casebook 850 pages long that is mostly about the 4^th and 5^th amendments.  Ugh.  I read about 150 pages before I just said “screw it” and started looking for what he wanted.  Which I can’t find.  After nearly 3 weeks.  Sweet.

-       How can taking 2 classes 4 days a week somehow be more work than taking 5 classes 5 days a week?  Seriously … I didn’t think this summer school thing through.

-       Starbucks’ new Pike Place Roast and Portland Coffee Cake (only available in Oregon) might be the greatest thing in my life and also my eventual downfall.  My addiction to coffee has gone from “mild” to “problematic” and my need for this coffee cake is beyond comprehension.  It’s a serious dilemma.  I think Gaffigan would tell me that getting coffee cake 4+ times a week is not healthy.  Fuck Gaffigan.

-       Beyond my Starbucks addiction is my daily Mario Kart Wii fix.  It’s a problem.  If I go more than 4 hours without feeling the white plastic wheel in my hands I start to have withdrawal symptoms.  I’m going to Portland for the weekend and during the whole drive I’m going to be wondering if there is a red shell heading for my rear bumper at all times.  That and I want my fellow passengers to call me Toad.

-       Lakers in 6.

-       Finally, I saw my first preseason college football magazine at the grocery store a couple of days ago.  The newsstand at the Albertsons (don’t judge me) in my neighborhood is right next to the exit … if I had seen the Lindy’s before I had paid I would have bought it.  I made a loud “gasp” and then ran to it while holding 3 bags of food and a 12-pack of Coke Zero.  I think the woman in her mid-50s standing next to me was a bit frightened when I sprinted over and devoured the pages.  Oh sweet college football come back to me … 87 days and counting.