Day 844: Resolutions
Dec. 2nd, 2009 09:24 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
nagi_schwarzMy first semester of my last year of law school is rapidly resolving itself. Today, three of my five classes officially ended. Trial team is done, and now three more are done, which means I've had four of my five classes come and go. Advanced Con law...was. Neumie kept us ten minutes late and we covered the entire Griswold-Roe-Planned Parenthood run of cases in a good ten minutes. But he's a sweet man and I can see why Melilli is protective of him and Amber is fond of him, and I enjoyed that class, and I applauded him gladly.
Juvenile law ended a little abruptly and suddenly and without the same winding down I'm used to, but I applauded my professor nonetheless. I enjoyed that class even if I didn't always agree with what she taught, and I'm sort of sad to see the experience pass away. We got information for our final paper, and I need to seriously get to work. 1500 words isn't a lot but it's nothing to shake a stick at, either.
Prosecution was good times. We laughed and had fun. I joked about recusing myself from defending a family member, and we squabbled back and forth. After trial team, I loved this class the most, and I was sad to see it end. We laughed, we smiled, and I walked out of there feeling one step closer to being a decent litigator.
Unfortunately, at the end of class, while I was packing up, my backpack fell off the desk. With my laptop in it.
I fished poor Shiny out of my bag and saw that the corner - where the AC adaptor hooks in - was crimped. I freaked out. I petted and cooed and fretted and hurried home to have a freak-out some more in private. I called mom, because we were both going to watch Criminal Minds and then open a Christmas present. But I had more pressing things to do, like operate on Shiny. Shiny turned on just fine, but the power cord wouldn't connect, so I knew what I needed to do. All those years of pulling apart broken electronic devices finally paid off.
I unscrewed the base, dug out a hammer and a hacksaw, and set to operating. Nothing internally was damaged, but the frame was, so I had to cut away the bent part of the frame so the power cord would connect. And now I'm running fine. I am also backing up Shiny as I type in case there is unforeseen damage and I suddenly find myself needing a brand new laptop. But so far so good, it seems.
Mom got me a cool electronic coin jar that counts the coins as I put them in, which will be nice when the time comes for me to have to rustle up all my coins and convert them into laundry quarters.
I realized, while I was hacking at Shiny, that I owe people letters. I put letters into my folder with every intention of writing back to people sometime at school, and it just ended up not happening altogether, which kind of made me feel guilty.
Mostly I'm relieved that my pretty baby works. I'm down a USB port, and that could make things awkward, but altogether I am just several different kinds of glad.
Wow.
Crisis averted.
Shiny thus declares:
Juvenile law ended a little abruptly and suddenly and without the same winding down I'm used to, but I applauded my professor nonetheless. I enjoyed that class even if I didn't always agree with what she taught, and I'm sort of sad to see the experience pass away. We got information for our final paper, and I need to seriously get to work. 1500 words isn't a lot but it's nothing to shake a stick at, either.
Prosecution was good times. We laughed and had fun. I joked about recusing myself from defending a family member, and we squabbled back and forth. After trial team, I loved this class the most, and I was sad to see it end. We laughed, we smiled, and I walked out of there feeling one step closer to being a decent litigator.
Unfortunately, at the end of class, while I was packing up, my backpack fell off the desk. With my laptop in it.
I fished poor Shiny out of my bag and saw that the corner - where the AC adaptor hooks in - was crimped. I freaked out. I petted and cooed and fretted and hurried home to have a freak-out some more in private. I called mom, because we were both going to watch Criminal Minds and then open a Christmas present. But I had more pressing things to do, like operate on Shiny. Shiny turned on just fine, but the power cord wouldn't connect, so I knew what I needed to do. All those years of pulling apart broken electronic devices finally paid off.
I unscrewed the base, dug out a hammer and a hacksaw, and set to operating. Nothing internally was damaged, but the frame was, so I had to cut away the bent part of the frame so the power cord would connect. And now I'm running fine. I am also backing up Shiny as I type in case there is unforeseen damage and I suddenly find myself needing a brand new laptop. But so far so good, it seems.
Mom got me a cool electronic coin jar that counts the coins as I put them in, which will be nice when the time comes for me to have to rustle up all my coins and convert them into laundry quarters.
I realized, while I was hacking at Shiny, that I owe people letters. I put letters into my folder with every intention of writing back to people sometime at school, and it just ended up not happening altogether, which kind of made me feel guilty.
Mostly I'm relieved that my pretty baby works. I'm down a USB port, and that could make things awkward, but altogether I am just several different kinds of glad.
Wow.
Crisis averted.
Shiny thus declares:
