I got to watch Grey's Anatomy last night. Good, but I don't think great. Derek and Meredith...uh...quit dicking around and make a decision. No pun intended. Well, that's a lie, there was totally a pun intended. George and Callie...love that she's not super skinny and has some curves, hate that she reminds me too much of Chynna, the female wrestler. Everything Burke and Christina...I'm over it. I just don't care anymore -- she's insufferable. Izzy and Denny...sad, but thought the thing with Alex was good. Doc the dog...saddest part of the whole damn thing.
My Trial Ad Mock Trial is on Thursday -- I'm starting to feel stressed about it. I feel like there's any awful lot to do between now and then, but I guess that's kind of what law school is all about. If I wasn't overwhelmed, anxiety ridden, and proscrastinating, I would probably wither up and die.
I did get both a pint of White Chocolate Raspberry Truffle ice cream last night, and a bouquet of flowers. I'm actually not sure I can handle someone being so nice to me, it makes me feel kind of itchy and nervous. It's always amazing to me how truly, deeply, madly fucked up I really am in the head.
*Jimmy Buffett always says it best.
