Those were glorious days, and I wish I had more of them.
Seeing as how I am in law school, I could write about law, or cases I've read, or even how it has changed my outlook on the world. But frankly, I spent my 2.5 weeks of vacation apparently attempting to forget law school, so I'm not about to start getting back to it early. Instead, I will write about how it is coming down in buckets over here, and how I will have to drive home in the rain. For those of you familiar with the path from the Bay Area to the evil empire, you must past through a one-lane section of annoyance called 152. Which was apparently partially flooded last night. I am really looking forward to that. California is getting hit with a massive storm at the moment, and even Southern California is getting pounded, or so I'm told. While I like rain if I don't have to go anywhere, I have developed a healthy distaste for driving in it. I didn't mind in my invincible youth, but with the disappearance of my mid-20s, I have also developed an unhealthy sense of my mortality.
I do perhaps exaggerate slightly, as I'm not quite morbid enough to contemplate my own death, but a few run-ins with the phenomenon known as hydroplaning were enough to put me on notice that driving as I usually do in the rain is not the best course of action. What this means is that I will have to drive down to LA at a much slower pace than my usual possibly illegal speeds (I'm just following traffic!), meaning that I must be on the road for longer than I would like. Thus, I will have longer to build my road rage, and therefore, will be that much less happy than if it was not raining during my drive. I know you all care, but I felt like complaining. I try not to do it much, but if something good happens, I don't tend to post about it.
On the good side of things, I managed to go skiing ($96? really?) for what is likely the only time this season, and I really need to get my own skis. It was fun flying down the mountain, though. Now I just need to find someone willing to tempt fate as I was so I wouldn't have to stop and wait for people. I still don't really understand skiing alone, though. I did enjoy going at my own pace, but I don't think I could do it for a whole day. The balance is hard to strike, I suppose, between a proper pace and good company. Still, it was fun barreling down the black at speeds that no one else in the group would dare attempt. That short two minute run was probably the best part of the day. Then I got a cold and a killer headache, but we won't talk about that. My amazing immune system fought it off within a day or so.
I doubt I'll make another post for a while, and I've been really bad about contacting people, but I can blame it all on law school. It really does consume your life, and the only people that can really understand are the ones that also go to law school. So it goes.
Oh, I suppose there was that time I got completely wasted after my last final, but I don't remember all of the night, and I'm not sure I would like it recounted regardless. At least I didn't have alcohol poisoning. I think.
posted by Eric @ 1:42 PM
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