Well friends, if you're reading this it means one of two things: you have way too much free time on your hands and have nothing better to do than read this nonsense, or you stumbled upon this blog by accident (you were either looking for a niche funny blog or legal representation, we probably can't provide either for you). At any rate, glad you're here.
It's that time of the year when hundreds of law school students across the nation officially become hermits, that's right, finals time. Don't know how to identify a law student from the rest? Here's how; first, they will be pale. They haven't seen the light of day in a few weeks now but believe me, these vampires don't sparkle in the sunlight (on a side note, what happened to the vampires we grew up with? Dracula didn't sparkle in the daylight. He got shit done at night like a respectable nocturnal being. Twilight must be stopped). They'll most likely be hunched over carrying a stack full of hornbooks, UCC codes, and federal rules like it was their first born. Fashion? They have none. Don't have time to match clothes, they've got a strict schedule to adhere to and only 59 alloted minutes left for studying the flash cards they made before a 7 minute break for food, and then back to the library. You may try to say hi, but do so at your own risk. There's a 50/50 chance they'll either ignore you, or blurt out some random statement about an illusory promise because they've lost all social skills. But don't worry, in two weeks time they will once again begin to show their faces around town, and most likely over-indulge in all of the vices they have put on hold for the last few weeks.