It's Five O'clock Somewhere

The moment I had been waiting for finally came, and it was strangely anti-climactic. I should have known it was going to be, but I kept hoping and anticipating anyway.
In my opinion being in law school is like being a golfer or a gambler; 2 people who according to Lewis Black, lead much fuller lives when they anticipate, and which are really crappy when they participate.

Yes, I finished my semester and it sucked. It went a little something like this.

The whole semester - crappy
Studying for Finals - amazingly and horrifically crappy
Taking Finals - cumulatively like getting stoned .....see,
  Banking Law - Chinese Water Torture
  Constitutional Law - Flogging
  Corporations - Blunt Force Trauma
  Evidence - Sodomy

Now I know what you are thinking, how does he know what it feels like to get stoned, or flogged, or water-tortured? The answer is I don't. But, I can't imagine it is any more painful, emotionally and cognitively, than finals in law school. To wit, If my Evidence exam could have stood up behind me, it would have performed unspeakable horrors, which would leave me in therapy for a very long time.

Thankfully they are over, and I can get back to doing things I really enjoy. Blogging, preparing for a child iy"h, eating, skiing, eating etc.

P.S. If you know what any of those things actually feel like, please let me know. If you don't feel free to speculate in the comments.

SCS...F