Finals Update and Other Thoughts from the Valley

I like to think of my time studying in my old room in my parent's house as my Thoreau-lite attempt to hole up in Walden Woods. Except that instead of Walden Pond there's that weird coy pond my dad built with the little virgin Mary statue affixed. Instead of Concord cabin, I've got my bedroom full of my mother's bedroom furniture from last year that she hasn't figured out who to pawn off on. Instead of writing a subtle social critique of the western world, I'm trying to distill 150 years of evidence law into a 20 page outline, all the while trying to shut my wii's siren song from the living room.

Well, it was a lot more Thoreau like when I thought of it this morning in bed. I'm sure he ate a lot of tamales, too.

Other thoughts:

- Efforts to stave off apathy with regards to my last final are fading fast. The only thing I feel prepared for right now is the weak grip of disappointment after I turn in a scantron covered with way too many consecutive Cs marked. If anyone's not planning on using their upcoming Christmas miracle, please overnight it to my apartment. Must be postmarked by December 18, 2006 which is... crap.
- Friday night, I went to a Lakers game with Josh, my brother, and my mom. It was a first for my mom, who is a surprisingly involved (albeit fairweather) fan. Someone was generous enough to give us their luxury suite tickets. Free food, drinks, beer, wine, a brush with the owner of the team, and a idyllic view of the court. Mix in a double overtime win over a team with a 7'6'' chinaman, and you've got yourself a memorable night.

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