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01/06/2005: "Cut 'em up"
Last night I had a dream that I flunked law school. Someone handed me a hand-written report card on notebook paper (That should have been my first clue it wasn't real, but everything always makes sense in dreams), and I'd gotten an 84% on my contracts exam, 16% on my torts exam, and pathetic grades on two other exams, and there was a big F written at the top of the page. I had a very sick feeling in my stomach that lasted until I woke up and realized it was just a dream.
The torts exam was hell, but I know I did a heck of a lot better than 16%, thank you very much!
I've discovered something that annoys me to no end: companies who send solicitations that include a credit-card-like advertisement with a phone number or internet address and a code on it to use to redeem the offer.
I hate cutting up credit cards when they expire; my scissors are never powerful enough and I'm always convinced that no matter how little I make the pieces, some criminal mastermind is going to be able to put them back together. The last thing I want is more things I have to cut up.
15 days until I find out my REAL grades.