the penultimate p-funk

through the wonders of modern technology, i've now discovered how to email my blog postings without actually being logged in to the blogger.com website.

what does this mean? i can now post discretely during class without anyone seeing what i'm doing...

(booyah)

so pitler's class is about to start, though i can hardly believe how strange it feels to be back in school after nearly an entire week of freedom. actually, it doesn't feel so much strange as much as it feels... terrifying. how can it be that in just a week we'll be taking exams?!?

i started "outlining" for torts this weekend. by outlining, i mean that i sat down and began to fathom the sheer enormity of the material that i need to synthesize in order to keep from completely bombing on the exam. i have over 100 pages of class notes! this might sound impressive, but perhaps you'll reconsider when you realize that every other line of my notes is an incomplete thought. e.g.:

"the key element for an NIED claim requires that the claimant be within..."

or

"Tony: intent could mean two different things... it could mean purpose, and it could mean... something about ??"

i have line after line of this stuff in my notes. basically, what this means is that i'm only smart enough to keep about half a sebok sentence at a time in my mind. it all works out to a logical continuum:

i don't understand the cases assigned... i can't follow the lecture... my notes are garbage... my outline is worthless...

the only reasonable conclusion is that i will fail the exam.

who do i have to fuck around here to get a decent outline???

one final, completely unrelated note... i was thinking about robyn and how much i have been liking her lately. it got me thinking about how little we've seen her these days.

think about it. didn't it seem like she "combined" classes like five out of the final six weeks? and on those weeks when we met, weren't we there for only twenty or twenty five minutes, maximum?

maybe that's why she left her position at the law firm... rather than working 80 hours / week, she only has to work 80 minutes.

i'm not hating on you, robyn. i cherish our time together.

i know how most of the guys feel about professor schneider. it seems to be about 50% love, 50% hate. but how do the women in our class feel?

here we go... grandpa P in the heezy. i hope everyone is excited for another big dose of crystal-clear instruction, peppered with perfectly-executed socratic dialogues, and scintillating hypos which will masterfully illuminate even the most subtle contours of the law, as only professor pitler can deliver!

(sending email now... let's hope this works!)