Over one week has passed since I finished my last exam as a 1L law student. Now I'm but a few months away from starting my second year. Only one final managed to kick my ass thanks to the three-hour time limit. Kinda odd to WISH that the final had been 4 hours, giving me the time necessary to complete it. But what's done is done. Adios. Good-bye. On to the new stuff.
Hopeful new stuff? Summer clerkship. Reason for hope? Potential job opening still available. Extra hope? Eddie giving me recommendations, since he's returning from his last summer clerking at the office. Excessive reason for hope? My meager resume. I'm not sure if "sock folding" is a skill that these people are looking for, but I figured adding it in wouldn't hurt.
If I don't get the job, back to Sports Authority I go. At least Sports Authority upped my pay should I return. Now I'll get two pesos AND a loaf of bread for every three hours of work. Score one for Crazy Chris. But I'm sure I'll have far more hilarious stories to tell coming from a law office rather than a sporting goods store.
Next Summer Update will include tales from Kristin's wedding along with my excitement over mother fucking X-Men 3!!!! That shit's gonna have a trailer for the Ghost Rider movie, son! And you haven't lived until you've seen a demon biker with a flaming skull for a head brutalize criminals with a hellfire chain.
Actually would be fucking sweet if Ghost Rider existed in real life. Imagine driving down the highway... just heading home for the night... and then all the sudden a fiery demon on a hellish motorcycle roars past you at about 100 miles per hour chasing after a van full of bank robbers. That would surely spice up your night. Then later on the news, you could watch video clips from the traffic copter as Ghost Rider eventually causes the van to crash and then whips the living shit outta the criminals.
He'd be even better as a border patrol agent. Make all this illegal immigrant controversy a moot point because when a demon on a motorcycle from hell is guarding your borders, no one's gonna bother trying to hop the fence. Not while Jinete de Fantasma is on duty.
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