Random Thoughts

I really dislike some of my classes.

• Corporations and Professional Responsibility especially, which are 8am and 10am respectively, and sandwiched between is Con Law I, to which I don't have to go, but I do because I'm the 1L's tutor (see more below). These classes are so boring, and the fact that they're so early in the morning (well, at least the 8am) makes 3 of my 7 mornings nearly unbearable. That's too many.
• Professional Responsibility, in particular, should be a really interesting class. I was expecting to read cases about lawyers who get disbarred for snorting meth off of hookers' asses while lending money to one client that he stole from another. But, no such luck - this shit is dry as hell, in no small part to our ancient professor. This class is like taking a Sunday drive with your grandparents* - sitting in the backseat, powerless, listening to stories about that time when you saw a movie for a nickel - a nickel! - starring a young Gary Cooper. Ugh.

Tutoring...

• I thought tutoring would be kind of fun. I like the Con Law I materials, I did well in the class, but I'm finding myself spending as much if not more time preparing for that than any of my other classes. This reinforces something I've long known about myself: I'm at my best when others are relying on me. I've noticed the inverse about myself as well - I lack a certain degree of ambition. Hell, I spent a good majority of my 20's getting high and reading books. Frankly, if I were independently wealthy, I'd probably continue that habit. But, as it doesn't lend itself to making rent money or bettering myself in any way, I decided to come to law school. Now if, in 20 years, I've made enough money to retire, or at least work less, and I go back to such habits, well...I don't know what that would indicate. Maybe I'm just naturally lazy.
• But I digress. I feel such a sense of responsibility to these kids** that I find myself ignoring some of my other studies. Big deal? I don't know. So far, in my 3 semesters here, I've done this to one degree or another, and things have turned out ok, so I'm not too worried.

This blog

• Why "Addled and Inane"? I don't know. I wanted to call it something else, which I thought was an incredibly great name, but so did someone else, who claimed it long before I did. I'd link to it, but I don't feel like it. So - addled (confused) and inane (ridiculous) pretty well sums up me, or my outlook on things, or my opinion about my friends, family and current events. More inane than addled, really, but you'll forgive that, I assume.

Thanks for reading, dear reader(s)!


*a practice that is probably not done anymore, nor was it by my grandparents, but I remember the odd Sunday growing up and seeing a car driving at about 10 mph while everyone around them cursed and screamed to get the fuck out of the way...
**I say kids, cause I'm older than all but 2 or 3 of them, not because I'm a year ahead of the in school.