Let's Get Pissed!

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.


Snag said...

In my experience, the best approach was to mentally vomit on the page and let the professor sort it out.

If you get bored, I've got a meme for you. Just what you want, I'm sure.

fish said...

Well done. I had a Scotsman teach me how to drink out of a yard glass in Edinburg. It definitely felt like 2L.

Anonymous said...

Thursday was my first day in court. I got a mother who did this to her children -- after the children did the same thing to their 2 year old nephew -- to plead guilty and spend five days in jail.

Then I spent these past few days vascillating between fearing my newly-found power and thinking that I should have insisted on a tougher sentence.

Anyway, this is what you have to look forward to, counsellor: a lot of second-guessing. Good for you on passing your first year exams!

Adorable Girlfriend said...

Congratulations! You worked hard for it and now you can celebrate until after Cinco de Mayo!

Mr. Middlebrow said...

Thanks, all. I'm actually writing a Recent Development to see if I'm worthy to be a cite-checking lackey next year. So, not quite in the clear yet, but getting there.

Snag, I'm quickly becoming a proponent of the Chum Bucket(TM) exam writing method. Complete sentences are highly overrated.

Goldie, I appreciate the ironic optimism of your word choice: "passing" implies either that I completed my exams satisfactorily, or that they induced the degree of forbearance one associates with kidney stones.

Jennifer said...

I had a Scotsman teach me how to drink out of a yard glass in Edinburg.

It's all about the glug factor.

stennie said...

I'm late in commenting on this, but saw it through Google Reader the other day and gave a hearty "WOO HOO!" on your behalf! Congrats to you, Sir.