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Well, folks… the bad news was that I didn’t update my lil’ ol’ blog for far too long. I know, it’s been nearly two weeks…I’m sorry!

The good news, at least from my standpoint, is that I finally completed my photo display known as “Boolar, The Ape Himself”. This is a fabulous little series of photos of my favorite photo subject (me!). It is sort of like “A Day In The Life of Boolar”. So, take a look. Thanks, as always, to M’s daddio, who was the skilled photographer for all of these shots.

Things here at law school are actually much better than I’d feared they would be. I think I had myself prepped and ready for the worst case scenario, and it just isn’t like that. The amount of reading is actually considerably LESS than the amounts of reading I had to do for my religious study classes in undergrad. Anyone who is considering law school should seriously consider taking some religious study classes, not even so much for interest in the subject (although, how can you NOT be interested in world relgions? but I digress…) but because the reading and the writing and the analytical thinking involved is so parallel to what we’re doing here. It was a great prepratory course for law school, and I didn’t even know it!

The biggest drawback to law school that I’ve found so far is one student in particular, a female (of course, isn’t it always?) who apparently paid someone to get accepted here, because she has the IQ of a mealworm. And I think I insult the mealworm with this comparison. It would be tolerable that Miss Mealworm be in my classes (which she is–in all of them but my writing class) but she feels the need to ask endless series of inane and irrelevant questions, which the professors (for some reason) feel compelled to spend time addressing. I think I may send a bill to Miss Mealworm with a tally of my class hours she has wasted with her questions and her stupidity and ask for reimbursement. She seems to always want the professor to “tell her the answer”. But, Miss Mealworm, we’re dealing with judges and social policies and laws that are constantly modified and re-evaluated…so there isn’t “an answer” to give. It’s a blend of the subjective and objective and there is never a guarantee that any one court will bring back any one specific ruling. But Miss Mealworm persists in asking for “THE answer”. I think, one day, I will turn to her and say, “The answer, Miss Mealworm, is blue. Write that in your pathetic littl notes, and never dare to speak in this classroom again. BLUE.” I have a strong feeling that such an outburst would be met with a standing ovation from the rest of my classmates. But I’ll save that all for a rainy day.

Honestly, though, aside from the irritation of Miss Mealworm, my experience here is good so far. I dig the reading, I really do. The criminal law stuff is iffy for me, because frankly, I’m just not that interested in it. I seem to prefer the contract law and civil procedure law. (This is a good thing, albeit not the popular opinion amongst law students, since I don’t think I want anything to do with the world of criminal law post-law school, but I *do* hope to work with contracts, and civil procedure is a necessary component of any successful law practice.)

I also still love my apartment. It is very much home to me. The only thing I long for? A garbage disposal. God, do I wish for a garbage disposal. I make far too many trips to the dumpster downstairs-and-around-the-corner because I have food bits that need to be removed from the apartment, and not because the trash is full. An admittedly small complaint, so I guess I oughtn’t whine, eh? All around, it’s a superb apartment.

That same group of folks I met the evening of the pizza lunch are still sort of my “Core Group” of friends. Drew, Nate, Regina, Tyffani, Nicole, Mike, and Josh… if I’m going out to dinner, or meeting up with folks to watch a movie, chances are it’s that group or some combination of those folks. I have gotten to know Drew better in the couple of weeks we’ve been here together than in the whole time we worked in neighboring offices back home! These are good people. I’m very lucky to have connected with such a dynamic, intelligent, and hilarious group of people– where else could I go to discuss the finer points of the movie “Super Troopers” in the same conversation in which we debate George Dubya’s war strategies? It is for reasons like that, that I so adore being here!

Yesterday, I made the journey of utmost importance to find my Mecca, my safe haven and my wonderland–BEST BUY. I have to drive about 20 minutes into Merrillville to get there, but just like in the movies, as soon as I saw that bright yellow sign rising from the horizon line, I could hear the heavens open and proclaim “Hallelujah!” I bought blank CD’s for burning purposes (for educational use only, of course) and just walked all over the store, reveling in the hum of electronics and movies and music that surrounded me. Now, if I could just convince Best Buy to open a banana stand right there next to the “New Releases” aisle, we’d be all set.

I’m going to do some more photo editing, and hopefully have another small section to add to the webpage by the end of today.

Apefully yours,
Boolar The Ape

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