Spring Semester: Week 4

It’s already the middle of the week – nearly the end of my school week. I’m done at 10am on Thursdays, which is great for now but will make adjusting to an actual job environment all the more difficult.

In an attempt to sabotage my studies, I bought and have been reading John Grisham’s latest legal thriller, The Associate. The story is making me want to go into big law and be worked to death to the tune of a $200,000 salary. The character states that if he works 56 hours a week for 11.5 months, he’ll bill approximately 2500 hours. An impressive number.

Of course, actually getting to 56 (or 2500 for that matter) is harder than it seems. Can’t bill at lunch, in the bathroom, or while chit-chatting. I worked longer hours than 56 during some weeks at Ruckus. I arrived to work at 7am and left at 10 or 11pm. I’m not sure what the hourly breakdown between work and play was, but I worked a lot. I think I could handle the legal work.

Aside from the novel, there’s lots of reading about various topics of law. We’re finally getting into actual environmental law in Environmental Law. For a while there I thought it was a trick to get me to retake Administrative Procedure and Con Law. We’re still covering Partnerships in Business Entities Taxation. I’ve got a decent grasp on the material, so its somewhat enjoyable. Wait, that was the wrong word. It’s not horrible. The other classes are fine. I have an Order due on Monday for Judicial Opinion Drafting. I’m procrastinating on that with this post.

Not much else going on at school worth talking about. More next week.

Spring Fever

Spring fever is coming late this year due to the Nor’easter NH was blessed with last week. I’ve been waiting to sit inside studying and wish I was outside playing Frisbee. However, I’m finding it easier to tolerate here because there are less people enjoying the nice weather. During my days at the University of Michigan, simply walking to class was excruciating. It seemed like half of the school population was on the “Diag” playing, tanning, and laughing while I had to go sit in an economics class touching on the finer points of antitrust policy in the basement of an un-air conditioned building.

I’m whining, I know. And I apologize for that. But here is where I redeem myself…

My spring fever is only mild to medium this year, and this is oddly satisfying.