Geeky Chic

There’s really no way to organize this, so here we go:

I started Bar Review class this week, and it has been more time and energy-consuming than I had previously expected.  My attention is rapt; I eye-roll at the cheesy jokes, and I have a newfound respect for Professor Epstein, the person whose book my Contracts Professor taught against (the whole course used and critiqued Epstein’s casebook).  The Con Law lecture from earlier this week brought back delicious memories of Professor Fried savoring beautiful morsels of analyses by cooing, “Delicious,” while talking about particular cases.

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The past two weeks have been a return to San Francisco’s specific brand of urbanity.  Helping French tourists find their way from Soma to Union Square, being interrogated by ditzy suburban teenagers working as spiritual volunteers, savoring the beauty of buildings as they encounter the wrecking ball.  God, I love this City.  I always have.

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Sometimes, if it was not for music, I would doubt my ability to feel emotion.

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I’m headed for Vegas this weekend to savor my favorite, forbidden vice, but you can ping me because I am forwarding my IMs.