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Hehe...and all I wanted was the license to practice law!?!?
Hey, Rob: Hello, my name is Inigo Montoya. You killed my father. Prepare to die. : )

The on-going joke from Jen has been that unless there is a swarm of locusts, I will finally be able to sit for a full Bar Exam. How did this joke come to be? Well, most of you already know, but for those of you who do not...

I sat for the Feb. '04 Bar Exam, which, due to the torrential rains, incurred flooding inside the testing center. This resulted in beginning the third day late, not being able to take the PT portion, three months of agony wondering whether the Exam would count, whether those of us affected would have to re-take the missed and the potentially compromised portion, or what. Sucked, big time. Then, I sat for the July '04 Bar while I was on vicodin and percoset for an illness which landed me back in the ER the third day (which I did not take entirely because I was in so much pain, even after three vicodin at lunch) of the Exam and in surgery the following week. I did not sit for Feb. '05 because (1) my review class got cancelled, and, as if that was not freaky enough, (2) I cracked open my head - I mean, really cracked it open; it took six staples to close it up kind of cracked open. LOL. So, Jen started saying that since I had been through the flood, the plague (being so sick), that unless there is a swarm of locusts, I should be able to (finally) sit through an entire Exam.

Last night, as I was watching tube before sleep, I saw a commercial.
Buzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.
Then, the caption reads, "If you can hear this..." The screen then opens to a swarm of locusts. The name of the show? Locusts. *sigh*

I never did anything so bad to deserve this heap of bad kharma. Nothing. Thanks, Murphy. *sticks out tongue*

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2005-04-07 11:35 AM aw sh, a swarm of locusts Previous Entry :: Next Entry Mood: keeping myself in good humor** Read/Post Comments (6)	Hehe...and all I wanted was the license to practice law!?!? Hey, Rob: Hello, my name is Inigo Montoya. You killed my father. Prepare to die. : ) The on-going joke from Jen has been that unless there is a swarm of locusts, I will finally be able to sit for a full Bar Exam. How did this joke come to be? Well, most of you already know, but for those of you who do not... I sat for the Feb. '04 Bar Exam, which, due to the torrential rains, incurred flooding inside the testing center. This resulted in beginning the third day late, not being able to take the PT portion, three months of agony wondering whether the Exam would count, whether those of us affected would have to re-take the missed and the potentially compromised portion, or what. Sucked, big time. Then, I sat for the July '04 Bar while I was on vicodin and percoset for an illness which landed me back in the ER the third day (which I did not take entirely because I was in so much pain, even after three vicodin at lunch) of the Exam and in surgery the following week. I did not sit for Feb. '05 because (1) my review class got cancelled, and, as if that was not freaky enough, (2) I cracked open my head - I mean, really cracked it open; it took six staples to close it up kind of cracked open. LOL. So, Jen started saying that since I had been through the flood, the plague (being so sick), that unless there is a swarm of locusts, I should be able to (finally) sit through an entire Exam. Last night, as I was watching tube before sleep, I saw a commercial. Buzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz. Then, the caption reads, "If you can hear this..." The screen then opens to a swarm of locusts. The name of the show? Locusts. sigh I never did anything so bad to deserve this heap of bad kharma. Nothing. Thanks, Murphy. sticks out tongue Read/Post Comments (6) Previous Entry :: Next Entry Back to Top
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