Screaming Bean |
Thursday, September 25, 2003
9 hours of sleep in two days. My head feels like it might fall off my neck. It still ain't finished. I live near a 24 hour Kinkos. This is a good thing. The email reminding us that there needs to be seven copies handed in came like a brick upside the head. Somehow missed that in the read through the rules of the competition. Oh, and the copies for us...and the copies we need to exchange with the other teams. I'm thinking 15 might be a good round number. People are skipping classes left and right, and for once the journal members are laughing at us because they weren't insane enough to step on to this treadmill. Does it make sense? Who knows. After having both my ego and skill crushed under the pointy heel of my LW&R professor last year, I have no idea whether I can even string together a sentence let alone an appellate brief worthy of this competition. Give me a procedural history to write though and I can turn out a good one. Tight, concise, and informative. Give me a point heading to write, and I want to crawl under my carrel and sob. And I want to do this for a living?
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