So This is What Life is Supposed to Be Like...

Hey.  Hey.  Hey. Guess what?  No, seriously, guess.  No, come on.  Try harder.

Oh fine.  You're the worst.

LAW REVIEW IS OVER.  The (40 hour) cite-checking assignment (from hell) was completed last Sunday.  My article went into the box at 2:00 on Friday.  And let me say that when I actually FINISHED the article at 11:45 the night before, I felt physically lighter.  I took a deep breath and exhaled before I started the next step of work, and then I realized there was no more work.  That was the end of work.

I may have almost cried.

But that would have been cliche, so instead I danced around my apartment without any pants.  (Sorry LSBFF)

On Friday at 5:16, I left town with nothing more than a couple changes of clothes and some extra shoes. That's right.  No books.  No laptop.  No notepads.  I did not do ONE MINUTE of work.  It was the best weekend ever.  (Thanks, The Boy!)

Unfortunately, my jaw still thinks I'm stressed out and the muscles in it are SUPER tense and painful.  It will be a week or so before my body realizes that it can stop trying to kill me.

But on the plus side, I get to take tylenol pm every night without feeling like I'm abusing medication.  Oh, sleep, how I love you.