40 Days Away

As hard as it is to believe, the bar is only 40 days away. I've booked my hotel room and the bar preparation continues forward at a blistering pace. I really had no prior appreciation for what I was in for. I guess I always knew it was going to be a bitch, but that's not the same as going through it. I sure as hell don't want to have to do this a second time.

I'd like to know how much of this homework everyone else is getting done. I need to know how much I should be beating myself up when I don't get it all finished. This stuff takes up a lot of time. So far, I'm doing pretty well on the MBE's, but my essays have a LONG way to go, and I'm attempting my first Performance Exam. All of this seems so pointless, and perhaps it is, or perhaps arbitrary is a better word. But lots of life is arbitrary, especially the business world. I suppose I had better just get used to that aspect of the world if I want to be a lawyer.

Anyway, life does not slow down for you. I find myself already behind on many basic tasks, and I'm not getting the most fantastic sleep in the world. I've started doing a nightly dip in the hot tub, makes me feel better, but also tired. I think I need to start working out more and eating better. That would be an improvement over my first 2 week bar/bri program of eating everything in sight and never working out (except surfing a few times).

I appreciate everyone's support. I met with an alumni today that gave me some very positive advice and information, as well as picking up the tab at a delicious downtown Mexican restaurant. I must say, I do love it here, and believe that it's possible that San Diego is the greatest city in America.

Still Truckin'

-the memo writer