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No redemption for you!

Two weeks ago, I got a phone call from someone at William Mitchell asking if I’d participate in an alumni discussion group. It was pretty simple: a group of us would meet on campus, grab some dinner, then talk about… stuff. I didn’t know what the topic of the day would be, but free food? Hell, yeah!

So I showed up tonight without any expectations (aside from the free food part). I thought I might have been able to throw a monkey wrench into the works by saying that I haven’t done much with my law degree except put it on a table next to my high school and college diplomas. Alas, twas not to be. Instead, I ate lasagna, some bread, two brownies and missed an opportunity. Continue reading “No redemption for you!”

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Déjà vu all over again

Just when I think I’ve escaped from school, I’m back. Sorta. I only stopped by to pick up a transcript for my second effort at the bar exam and decided, “Hey, I need to be back in St. Paul for CPR training in three hours—why spend an hour on the road to head home and back?” So I spent the time in William Mitchell and tried to avoid feeling really, really awkward.

Fortunately, I thought about it beforehand and came here in disguise: I wore my William Mitchell College of Law cap. (It didn’t help that I hadn’t had a haircut in almost two months, but I’m gonna give myself some props anyway…) Armed with my street clothes and cap, I walked in the front door and prepared for the worst. Continue reading “Déjà vu all over again”

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Driving to the brink of disaster

I ran a few errands on Friday, first heading to the post office to mail my credit card bill (I needed to mail it overnight since I waited so long to pay it… sure, the $13+ hurts, but not nearly as much as late fees plus interest). After that, it was time to head out to the DMV for my driving record. It took a few phone calls last year for me to realize that I didn’t need to worry about a traffic ticket I picked up while going to college in Ohio, but given that my license was suspended for close to 2 ½ years… the bar exam people tend to wonder about that. (The suspension was because I was having epileptic seizures that led to blackouts—when you lose consciousness while driving… the DMV people tend to wonder about that.) Continue reading “Driving to the brink of disaster”

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I done got myself gradumacated!

Yeah, I know, the ceremony was about two months ago, but life has been so full of excitement (see: sitting in the basement studying for the bar exam) that I never had time to put it down on paper. Electrons. I never had time to write about it.

Truth is, it didn’t seem all that much different than any other graduation ceremony than the others I’ve been to. Yes, that’s right, I graduated from high school and college, too. (You’d be amazed at how little cash it takes to get those places to provide a little extra boost to my GPA.) We all got to dress up in neat little gowns like usual, it took place in the Rivercentre ballroom (a mall-sized facility used for… I don’t know what, but it’s big and looks pretty formal), and a good time was had by all. And if you’re anything like me, that last phrase sounds like something you’d read in a letter sent in to the Penthouse Forum. Hey, I admit it, I read it for the articles… Continue reading “I done got myself gradumacated!”

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Schooool’s out for summer! Schooool’s out for-ever!

I just attended my last class ever at William Mitchell College of Law. That’s not to say the stress is over—I still have three papers, two take-home exams and my bar application to finish within the next two and a half weeks—but if I don’t want to step into another classroom in that building, I won’t have to! Mwa ha ha ha! Of course, that also means I won’t be a student anymore and I’ll have to go out and get a real job, but I’m trying to look at the glass as half-full at the moment. (And if you ask me about whether it’s empty or full a week before the bar exam, I’ll smash one over your head…)

And on that happy thought, it’s off to prepare for finals! Shit. I hate finals… guess the contents of that glass didn’t last as long as I wanted.