the tale of how i bombed my property final
6000 words.5 hours.Yeah. You do the math. (That actually only breaks down 20 words per minute...but if you factor in the actual "thinking about the exam" and "trying to formulate a coherent answer"...)Okay. Maybe I didn't finish because I just work slowly. But still. An exam consisting of four essays and four long short-answer questions isn't exactly fun - particularly when all of the practice exams for Professor Death Eater are only three essays long. Thanks for the big fat fake-out, man. Labels: finals, property class
if everybody else is doing it, why can't i?
I've decided what I'm going to do when this whole "law school" thing fails to pan out for me.I'm going to be the fifth starter for the Cubs. I figure I can't do any worse than the rotating band of minor league talent that they have now.Side note: why am I in class today? It's nice out, and it's the last day of class. I should've listened to KP when she told me to skip class. I'm not learning anything here - my professor is so drunk that he's actually slurring today. Even if I was paying attention, I wouldn't be able to understand a thing he's saying.Labels: cubs, property class
things that go bump in the night
My Property professor regularly stops class to tell tales of the time he lived in the Sudan/Indonesia/Zambia/Other Obscure Third-World Countries. Today, we were talking about apartment complexes that don't allow pets, and he was surprised to see that this particular complex doesn't allow reptiles. Then he proceeds to tell us the following tale:When he lived in [insert African country name here], he had a friend with a 7-foot python. The python got loose and ended up in the sewage system, where it can live without food for 3-7 years. The condo complex sent out correspondence warning tenants that the python was there, and could come up any time...through the toilets.Makes you wonder who's lived in your apartment for the last 7 years, doesn't it?[Runs to store to buy lifetime supply of Depends]Labels: property class
are we there yet?
If someone adversely possesses another's property in the woods, and no one's around to see it, did it really happen? Does anyone even care?Similarly, if a building in Indianapolis starts spewing raw sewage, would anyone even be able to tell?
I was out in the sun for 30 minutes today. I think I got sunburned. But hopefully the lost souls of all past and present law students will enjoy playing with the wiffle ball that was lost in the planter this afternoon. Labels: property class, questions, ridiculous hypotheticals
food for thought
The worst time to forget that ice cream makes you sick?When you're standing in front of the Dairy Queen thinking, "you know, that Blizzard looks mighty tasty."I really don't want to get out of bed just to go to Property. Labels: my neverending medical issues, property class, questions
the idiot's guide to on-call days
Prof: Can you tell the class what happened in this case?Me: Umm...well...I think [reads fact statement directly out of book]. Other than that, I'm not really sure. I didn't understand most of the case, I just know that [holding of case] happened.Prof: Mmmmkay...can you tell the class why that decision was reached?Me: Well, I think that it had to do with Due Process, and the fact that the earlier case had nothing to do really with the present case.Prof: Did it??? Did it really have nothing to do with this case? (Prof asks another student, who promptly explains how I am unbelievably wrong.)Prof: So [DM], can you explain what the standard for preclusion is?Me: Umm...well...umm...[draws blank] [sighs heavily] [reads quote directly from book] [mentally beats own head against desk].Editor's note: I used to be smart. I swear, before I came to this place, I had at least two brain cells that rubbed together... Labels: classes, property class
my property professor is a death eater
I decided to skip my last two Property classes of the week to come down to Texas for Spring Break. I left my house Thursday, a little before 4pm. The chain of events went something like this:4:20pm - get dropped off at airport by KB. 4:22pm - realize that I left my purse in back of KB's car. 4:24pm - start begging people for cell phones so that I can call my cell phone in the hopes that KB will hear a phone that isn't hers and come back.4:35pm - KB brings purse back to airport; get back in line4:37pm - start fighting with United Airlines agent because he won't ticket me for my Denver-Austin flight, because my Madison-Denver flight has been delayed to the point where I'd miss my connection by four minutes, and United refuses to hold planes.4:50pm - give up and take last ticket for the Denver-Austin flight leaving 10:30 the following morning7:30pm - arrive in Denver ten minutes ahead of schedule; race to see if I can make the flight I was supposed to be on that was leaving at 7:40pm.7:35pm - get to gate; discover 7:40 Denver-Austin flight left fifteen minutes early.7:45pm - arrive at customer service; realize that the Denver-Austin flight stranded no fewer than half a dozen people who were either in transit or at security.7:46pm - get even more peeved because they would've moved me back to the 7:40 flight. Get excited because I can still get a flight to Dallas that lands at midnight CST.7:50pm - fail to convince parents to drive 4 hours to pick me up in Dallas. Glumly take voucher for discounted hotel stay.8:45pm - arrive at hotel in Denver.9:05pm - realize that I left my contact lens case in my checked baggage, which is conveniently back at the airport. ...the next morning...8:00am - leave hotel in Denver. 8:45am - make it through security; discover that 10:30 flight to Austin now delayed until 10:55am.8:55am - find an outlet to plug in DVD player and watch Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire.10:06am - Harry Potter ends. Put in Pride and Prejudice so that it's loaded when I get on the plane.10:30am - wonder why we're not boarding yet.10:40am - 10:55 flight now delayed indefinitely because a crew member decided to take the day off. 10:41am - get angry and cranky, partly because of the flight situation, and partly because I'm beginning to feel like Nick Nolte's Mug Shot.10:42am - laugh at situation, because I would already be in Austin had the previous night's plane been delayed this long.11:30am - decide to forage for food.11:45am - go to bathroom11:46am - my flight's boarding! hooray! 11:47am - realize that my boarding pass fell out somewhere between the foraging and the bathroom. 11:48am - panic11:49am - find boarding pass back at newsstand. Am informed that they would've reissued the boarding pass at the gate and let me board without coming back to look for it.12:05pm - plane fina-freakin'-lly leaves Denver3:30pm - plane lands in Austin. Surprisingly, my checked baggage survived it's night's stay in Denver.3:48pm - realize that, if I had left Madison after LR&W on Thursday and driven, I would've arrived before my plane ended up landing.4:00pm - arrive at parents' house, a full 24 hours after I left Madison.As soon as I realized that I wasn't going to make it to Madison Thursday night, I determined that this was some sort of punishment for me skipping Property on Thursday. After watching Harry Potter, I decided that my Property professor is in cahoots with Lord Voldemort, and conjured up the previously-unknown Fourth Unforgivable Curse - the Flight Delay - in order to make me regret conveniently skipping my on-call day. When I get back, I'm gonna see if I can talk someone into sending him to Azkaban.Happy Spring Break!Labels: airports suck, austin, property class, vacation
