Maybe.

18 months of soul searching, seeking, knocking, begging for clear direction, begging for signs, begging for ANYTHING that might give me an indication that I wasn’t making the mistake of my life by signing up for law school, and now here I am… one day before the deadline, STILL without an answer.

I spoke to my supervisor about my intentions and how keeping night pay would be a necessity…..

Alright, this has gone on long enough.

My decision on whether to attend law school or not has taken me on a road almost as long as law school itself. It all began in October of 2005, and it may finally, FINALLY come to an end on Friday the 13th, which is the deadline for the deposit I would need to make to secure my place in the part time…..

Why can’t my female co-workers learn the value of shooting the breeze and taking it easy every now and then while in the workplace? When it comes to guys, we’ll crack jokes, make small talk and generally work at our leisure, which for us is all fine and good as long as the work gets done, and it always does by the end of the day.

But women, gees. …..

Just some random thoughts going through my head today while I sit here doing just about everything except what I should be doing, that is, working:

• After wandering around the Internet vainly searching for members of my kind, I’ve come to realize something: There ARE no members of my kind. I am… an anomaly, a glitch in the system. I can relate to no one, and none can…..
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