This was such a long day. I can tell Wednesdays are just going to suck and I should get used to it. I have school all day and I didn't get home from my Trial Ad subsection until nearly 9pm. I'm going to try to work something out as far as driving in upcoming weeks. The bus takes too long, and I have to wait for it in the absolute WORST part of town, in the dark, by myself, after class. And, of course, I need to ensure that once new episodes of Lost start that I'll be home in time. I am so not missing my show. Perish the thought.
I'm working on a couple of long-ish posts about different things, not sure when those will come to fruition. I've been a little bit frustrated about the blogging thing because I feel sort of trapped. Like, I started an anonymous blog so I could say what I want, but now it's only kinda anonymous. So many people at school know about it that I can't really fulfill my original intent, which was to write about things that happen to be in school. Because of the previous point, and my own growth as a person and my discovery that this blog means I can do some different writing than I would have ever dreamed of doing, I'd like to occasionally branch out...but I think I'll lose my steady readers who are here to read about funny law school anecdotes. So, I don't know.
I will probably continue to venture outside the "law school blog" box every once in awhile, but, I've already been doing that, at least sometimes. After that, I don't know what I want to do. I'd like to write a book one day, I guess I could try to come up with one idea for a story that doesn't suck big, fat goat balls*...but that might be too much work right now. I could start another blog and make it TOTALLY anonymous, AND make it about something besides law school. But, once again, probably too much work. Oh well...these things generally work themselves out.
*In the alternative, I could embrace all my shitty ideas for plotlines and just start writing romance novels. All you need is a handsome man, a vulnerable woman, a crusade of some sort, and a lotta hot sex. I think I could handle that.