It's official: as of 5:39 p.m., I am a 2L.
It would be only necessary and proper that I have two litres of Guinness to celebrate. But being a man of moderation, I made due with two pints. If the first year of law school has taught me anything, it's to "manage expectations."
You'll understand if after three three-hour exams over the last two weeks, I'm kind of at a loss for words. I suppose I could try to write all the things I wish I had thought to put in my exam essays, but I am, to appropriate another memorable Mike Myers line, spent.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to bed. I only hope I don't dream of their Honors, Messrs. Cardozo or Scalia.