all done.

just turned in my last final, a bit early even. i'm surprisingly happy with it. guess i'm finally starting to figure out the law school gig, now that i'm on my way out the door.

the emotions haven't sunk in yet, but they will soon. i always have a delayed reaction to this sort of thing.

oh my god

law school is almost over. how did that happen? i still remember the conversation i had with one of my advisors in the late summer of 2003, where we sat down on a couple couches in the recently refurnished JHU Levering dining hall and i explained the many reasons why i thought going to law school would be a good move for me. i remember sitting in a room in goucher college in october of 2003 taking the LSAT. i remember wandering around stanford's campus in december of 2003 after a job interview with Google, thinking about the future and what i wanted to do with my life (which is especially funny, as neither Google nor Stanford wanted me). i remember standing in my living room, about to get on a plane to visit Boalt, getting the call from Dean Barnett to let me know i'd been accepted to Yale. i remember admit weekend - i remember that very, very well, including a conversation with ali nardali about going from math and science into law, and a conversation with zach summers where he was still trying to decide whether or not to go to law school. i remember standing in front of the glass case in the entrance of the law school where they posted the small group assignments, asking the random group of people assembled there if anyone else was in Carter's small group, and meeting my first fellow small group member, kate wiltenburg. i remember the first word spoken - 'Jaffee' - in my first class in law school - civil procedure with owen fiss. i remember a lot of joy, a lot of sadness, a lot of success, a moderate amount of failure, and a lot of boredom.

but now, it's almost over, and soon, there will be nothing more to remember. the chapter of my life on 'law school' will be closed, forever.

:'(

brief fantasy baseball post

anthony reyes is going to give me a freaking heart attack. he lost his first 5 starts, and pitched OK in his last one, but didn't get a decision. i decided to pitch him today, against a mediocre San Diego offense, in a real pitcher's park, and he promptly forgets how to hit the side of a barn with a baseball, throwing 3 walks in the first 2 innings (along with 2 hits, 2 earned runs, and 3 strikeouts). what kills me is that his peripherals are actually really good. assuming normal distributions of everything, he should have like a 3.8 ERA, which isn't great, but it's worth playing, especially since he strikes out almost a batter per inning on average. his projections are all through the roof, but i'll be damned if he isn't actively trying to see how many different ways he can suck before he finally starts pitching well. grrrrrrr.

well, this is it...

my classes are over. after all these years, after all these tears, i'm done with it. i'm taking two finals in the next week, and then it's all over. today is a real turning point in this ongoing existential reflection, because the law revue has come and gone. it was pretty fun this year, something i'm glad i played a small part in. but over the last week, the rehearsals for it rounded out my general over-scheduled life, and prevented me from having any real time to reflect emotionally on the upcoming transition. in my head, i kept saying to myself, push through, push through, you've got to push all your energy towards the law revue. and now it's over.

i hope you'll forgive me if my posts are sparser and less coherent in the near future - it's hard to put in words the sorts of things that i'm feeling. that, and, i do have two finals to take, for classes i literally have not read for since January, and after that, i have to move to Arlington and then come back to New Haven. you know, the usual.

busy, busy, busy

i've been very busy the last week or so. fortunately, unlike my classmates, i am not finishing up a paper, writing reading notes, or doing much of anything for my classes. i've just been having 2-3 rehearsals a week for my choir and almost daily rehearsals for law revue, the skit show, which is this thursday.

that, and, as always, obsessing over fantasy baseball. most recently i traded todd helton, billy wagner, and alex gordon for mark teixeira. this was perhaps objectively the worst trade i've made, as i likely overpaid, but the truth is that i wanted to sell gordon, i wanted more HR's, i'm punting saves, and the guy who had teixeira a) also had ryan howard, and b) really likes helton and gordon. so i stand by the decision.

today begins the last week of classes of my law school career, and thus the last week of classes for me, ever, until perhaps the day when i am teaching my own. while i am very much ready to be working, and to be in DC, i don't think it fully register to me until today that this really is the end. yes, i'm sick of it. but this life is all i've known for the last 11 years (counting college, grad, and law school - high school is a little different). i don't know if i'm emotionally ready for this major of an adjustment... in a way, i'm almost glad that i'm going to have bar review lectures in june, to sort of transition me a little bit.

sometimes, a couple lines say it all

"New York has lost eight of nine and is last in the AL East at 9-14. Entering Monday night's games, only Kansas City and Washington (both 8-17) had poorer winning percentages."

ESPN.com - Steinbrenner supports Torre

[p.s. in case it's not clear, i'm a huge Red Sox fan, and this is one of the happiest days of my life.]