Well, it worked. Kind of.

My mind control thing on my neighbour finally worked for real. She is, as I sit writing this, dragging her stuff down the stairs (in the noisest possible way). Yep, she's moving. So it kind of worked. I say kind of because she's not actually leaving the building. She's moving to another apartment, which is underneath me and over a bit. I've never heard any noise from the apartments under me so I'm pretty sure the walls are thick.

I'll keep you posted.

Did I say Merry Christmas?

No, I didn't. I meant to, but I didn't. So Merry Christmas, from me and Twisted Sister...

Watch your kids

I was in a bookstore today doing some last minute Christmas shopping, and I saw a sign they had posted in one corner of the store:

Your children are valuable to us. Do not leave them unattended.

What kind of freaky-ass sign is that? Seriously. I get that they don't want anybody kidnapped in their store, but what's up with the wording? It sounds more like a threat to me, like "Don't leave your children unattended because they are valuable to us." In other words, if you don't watch 'em carefully, we'll get 'em.

And why are children so valuable to them? It's a bookstore. I mean, I could understand if it was a chimney cleaning service or an air-duct cleaning service. Children are practically built for that kind of work. But a bookstore? It makes no sense. Maybe their little fingers are good for putting the bindings together or something...

Freeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

My last exam was yesterday. It wasn't that bad. So now I'm free til January 8th. And after this post I'm not talking about school on this blog until that day. Uh... that might be a lie.

I said something a few days ago about almost making the woman upstairs move out by sending telepathic commands, and I figured I should explain. Because I didn't know I could control people with my mind, but clearly this is what happened.

Last new year's eve I was watching some tv and getting ready to head out to my parents' house in the valley. She'd been thudding around up there all morning and it was slightly annoying but below the radar for the most part. Then the banging started. Loud banging like she was doing something with a hammer. I looked up at the ceiling and thought (real hard) "I WISH SHE WOULD JUST MOVE" in her direction. The banging eventually stopped and I forgot about her for a while.

THEN, a while later I was down taking out the recycling. I walked through the laundry room and she was in there doing laundry. We said some stuff, and eventually she says "I'm moving!" And I'm like... uh seriously? And then she says "Yeah I was up on a stool hanging a picture this morning (the banging I heard!!) when it just came to me that it was time to move. So I'm giving my notice and moving out on January 31st."

Amazing right? That thought came to her while she was hammering, which is the exact time I was telling her to move in my head.

Anyway I figured I'd done it so I didn't think about it anymore. Apparently she didn't get around to telling the landlord til January 3rd and he was all "no dice" for January 31st. So she was going to give her notice for the end of February but then she "changed her mind." Translation: I stopped sending telepathic instructions and she regained her free will. Too bad.

I was just looking over my schedule for January and I have classes every day next term. As in, Monday to Friday. Ridiculous. I'm pretty sure I have to do something about that...

The eve of destruction...

Ok maybe that's a little dramatic. But I can't make myself study for my real estate exam tomorrow. I won't lie to you, I'm pretty dadgum sick of studying. Yeah I said dadgum... some guy said it on Intervention about 25 times last Sunday and I can't get it out of my head.

But back to my lack of conentration... the last final is always the worst. So close, and so ready to stop studying. I've been hitting the books on and off all day, but I keep finding reasons to stop. And the girl who lives above me is making me crazy. She comes home and it's all about the noise. She walks on her heals so I always hear her thudding around up there. She drops crap on the floor for extra thud-value. She plays music with the volume on maximum, either forgetting or not caring that she lives in a building with thin walls (I suspect the latter). Then her boyfriend comes over and the bed starts sqeaking. Loudly. Last year I almost forced her to move telepathically. It was working, but then I thought I'd won so I stopped sending thoughts up there and she stayed.

But my problem today isn't all her fault... my concentration is shot anyway. I mean, I could be studying instead of sitting here blogging. I'm going to get in another 8 hours studying tonight... starting now. I'll have this final over with by noon tomorrow, and then I'm not thinking about school for 3 weeks. 3 happy, happy weeks.

It didn't suck that bad...

I'm talking about this morning's trusts exam. I mean, it sucked, sure, but it didn't suck that bad. Let's put it this way: It could have been a lot worse.

I didn't know what to expect when I walked in there this morning. Mostly because it's the first time this prof has taught the course so there were no past exams online. My class notes were bad, and I realized 2 days ago that I needed something better if I was going to have a decent shot at it. So I went online, and thanks to www.michaeldew.com I got my hands on the best trusts CAN ever... 12 pages with everything on it. For you non law students out there, CAN is an acronym for condensed annotated notes. Basically it's an outline of the course that students make by going to lectures and reading cases. They get passed down every year, people add their own stuff, pass them on, etc. etc. So I got this 12 page super CAN, and between that, my notes, and the casebook, the exam wasn't that bad.

4 down, 1 to go: Real estate is the last one, on Saturday at 9am. I've got a crapload of studying to do between now and then, but 39 hours and 25 minutes from now I'm a free man. And that's a good feeling...

And here's a countdown to the end of my last exam in April: 132 days, 15 hours, 22 minutes.

It's getting closer....

I'm back... almost

I didn't want a month to go by without posting anything, so here's an update:

1. Comparative constitutional law: DONE
2. Federalism: DONE
3. Evidence: DONE
4. Trusts: Somebody shoot me
5. Real estate: Barely on the radar

My trusts final is tomorrow from 9 til noon. After that I'll have til 9am Saturday morning to study for my real estate final. It's not looking good: I still have about 5 days of studying I need to do for trusts, but only 24 hours and 47 minutes to do it in.

Surprisingly, my closed-book evidence final was ok. I thought it was going to be a lot more painful than it was. But my two papers in federalism and comparative constitutional law were a lot more painful than I thought they'd be. No more papers ever though. Next term is all finals.

Tomorrow's going to suck badly. Wish me luck...