I'm Still Here

Hi folks, I didn't fall off the face of the earth, I just got busy--imagine that! Hey, law school is great. And yes, it is a lot of work! I haven't written anything because I don't have any stories. Maybe I've been too focused on moi to really notice anything.

Let's see, how do I explain how my life has gone for the past two weeks. . . . . . . well, picture me, zipping around in my little white car, from home to school, and school to home, trotting the way between the parking lot and school, trudging the stairwells of the law school, and generally going. And then there is the sitting--sitting in class, waiting for class, reading, reading, reading, and typing, typing, typing. I've been working on a project for one of the professors--this isn't anything that takes finesse, just determination. I've been finding addresses of foreign law schools. It is truly interesting to type in a language that is not my own. I can only hope the correspondence arrives. . . . . I even had to get Nora's help when I was truly lost. Then, there is the massage, and the trying to keep my house looking somewhat presentable, and oh yeah, I have to remember to do those things like eat. I'm not complaining, mind you, I am actually enjoying life. I'm just cramming more stuff into it. Well, I've got to keep running--there is a massage client due here in about 3.5 minutes. Cheers!