The first drafts of my memo were very frustrating to write. I really didn't have a clue. Revising, editing, and fine tuning my final closed memo was rather quite enjoyable. I spent a big chunk of Sunday in the library, cases, textbooks, and notes strewn about me. I wrote and revised and read cases again to ferret out the teeny, tiny, important details that I failed to incorporate the first and second and third go around.
I also spent a big chunk of Sunday listening to a fellow law library patron laugh her butt off while watching David Letterman. She had on headphones. David would say something funny on her computer that I couldn't hear. She would laugh, not realizing how loud or not soft she was laughing. It was more amusing than annoying. David is not that funny. I don't think she's a law student. Law students don't have very much to laugh about.
Before I turned in my LRW final closed memo today, I had my head shaved. I feel brand new and shiny. See, if you go to law school and you're already bald, you don't have to worry about pulling out your hair. Go ahead, shave your head. Do it. You'll thank me later.
Tonight, I get to be a potential mock juror. The upper-division students in some upper-division class like Trial Practice are honing their jury selection skills. I plan to make it difficult on them by being ornery, slightly abusive, and mildly condescending. That's how it is in the real world of jury selection. Potential jurors are opinionated, nasty, and usually have no desire to do their civic duty by serving on a jury. You get paid crap, you get fed crap, and you have to sit there during the trial and listen to crap. The only saving grace is that you get to miss work, unless you don't have a job and serving on a jury cuts into your TV watching time. Anyway, it should be aces.
Power to the people.
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