"Do it, honey...do it"

Actual question out of my bar review book:

Ricky was relaxing in his living room when his wife entered and asked what he'd like for dinner. Ricky replied, "Ethel, next dinner." Startled, Lucy asked Ricky what he meant by that remark. Ricky then said, "Look, I've had the hots for Ethel for a long time. I've got this burning desire to go next door and rape her." As Ricky was about to walk out the door, he turned to Lucy and said, "You want to come along and watch?" Lucy shook her head as if to say okay and followed him next door.



Moments later, Ricky rang the doorbell and Ethel came to the door. After entering her home, Ricky grabbed Ethel's arm and began to rip off her clothes. Terribly frightened, Ethel pleaded with Ricky to stop. As he continued to assault her, Ethel then turned to Lucy and said, "Please tell him to get off me." Lucy, who despised Ethel, simply stood by and told Ricky, "Do it, honey...do it." Ricky raped Ethel repeatedly and afterwards threatened to kill her if she told anyone.

On a charge of raping Ethel, Lucy should be found:
(A) not guilty, because it is legally impossible for a woman to commit rape
(B) not guilty, because Ethel's mere presence and oral encouragement, whether or not she had the requisite intent, will not make her quilty as an accomplice
(C) guilty, because, with the intent to have Ethel raped, she shouted encouragement to Ricky
(D) guilty, because she aided and abetted Ricky through her mere presence plus her intent to see Ethel raped

What the fuck? Seriously, the people who come up with these questions are disturbed.

Why I need a personal assistant...

Especially during the bar exam.



Yes, that's right, my electricity got turned off today. Not because I didn't have the money to pay my bill, but because I was just too lazy to actually pay it.

However, I did go get my driver's license today which was quite the debacle, but I don't even want to get into it - I just want a damn beer.

I also ran into a wall, not theoretically speaking, literally - I'm losing it, I was just walking through my apartment and I walked into a wall.

What's the tape for?

Today, we had our first of two Civil Procedure lectures, and before our lecture began, the lecturer stated, "don't worry, if anything goes wrong, I brought duct tape"...then he held up a huge role of duct tape. I quickly got a text or "nerd whisper" from Sara who was sitting several rows behind me that said, "Is this guy into bondage?" I was waiting for him to make a law-related illustration, but to the contrary...he never mentioned it again, which kind of disturbed me.

Besides the kinky pre-lecture comment, his actual lecture was great...I never understood Civ Pro in law school and it just seems so easy to me now. Why don't I feel that way about Constitutional law...it's kicking my ass, and K's too. We just kill on all the other MBE practice questions and then we get to Con Law and it's just pathetic. I'm now listening the audio lectures and concurrently taking notes, hopefully that will help.

Can't wait till tomorrow...it will be a spontaneous evening as I really have no idea what I'm going to do after the softball game. I'll either be heading to Brookside for the re-opening of Suede, or whatever they're calling it now, with the JG group, or going to Caravan with Megan, or going to Night Trips for the Free Paris Party...all I know is that I will be consuming heavy amounts of alcohol.

Off to do laundry.

As the dizziness wears off...

...I sit here at Panera Bread, after having done 4 hours of Conflict of Laws. My hangover was monumental this morning, and continued into the afternoon. Last night was well worth it though, I was in need of a crazy night. We started out at Los Cabos, where I had margaritas and 3 flour tortillas. I didn't eat much because I wanted to didn't want to give my body any more of a reason to keep me the least bit sober, and I hadn't gotten my ass over to the gym yesterday. Then we went to the Snail where L and I had about a thousand jager bombs, and we two-stepped on the Grey Snail dance floor. When we were sitting out on the patio, L was trying to convince me that we had hit an iceberg and that it was going to prevent us from being able to get home. Too funny - I love drunk asses!

I did however get my ass over to the mall and bought the cutest most comfortable dress ever. My camera died last night so I have NO pictures, but I'll wear it again soon, very soon. I could give two shits if people think I have nothing else to wear. If I find an outfit I love, I will repeat it as many times as I want.

I wish the couple that I'm facing would leave, because the they are engaging in some nauseating PDA, solely instigated by the girl; the guy is absolutely freaking gorgeous and I can't take my eyes off of him; and the girl is well, at the very least tomboy girl next door cute. God he's hot...I think I need to get some major booty...TMI, but it's been awhile, and the stress generating from Barbri is not helping.

Really happy to see that fuckstain DA from Durham County get disbarred; lawyers like him are the reason why I will always be made fun of because of the profession I am in. Not all of us are bad; especially me - despite my fairly loose morals, I am an extremely ethical person.

My plan for the rest of the evening: Grab a bottle of chardonnay on the way home, put said chardonnay in freezer for quick chilling, get cleaned up, drink said chardonnay, find some shit to do tonight. I'll either be going to karaoke at Charries, or somewhere in Brookside with Sara et al. I don't care which one I do, but I will need a designated driver tonight, that's fo sho.

Let's hope I don't drunk-dial the sperm donor to sarcastically wish him a happy father's day at 2am...I've been known to do that before.

I need an alarm clock

So, for the past 2 years, I've used my motorola razr as an alarm clock. It's worked very well, it's very loud and pretty much the only time I've ever slept through it was when I was unconsciously drunk. My razr broke about a week ago, and I had a back up razr, but that one stopped working a couple of days ago. So, now I'm using my friend's old nokia. I would buy a new phone, but I'm waiting it out since the iPhone comes out in 2 weeks.

Well, I'm suppose to be at Barbri right now learning the fabulous Conflict of Laws. I completely slept through my alarm on the dumb old nokia phone (damn polyphonic ringtones). I should have done something about it yesterday because I almost didn't hear it yesterday as well. So now, I'm going to have to double up on barbri on Monday...fun fun. I'm just thankful that they have make-up classes.

P.S. Any of you that try to tell me that the reason I didn't wake up this morning was because I was up till 5am last night trying to go to sleep, but blogging about it instead, can screw off. This is not the 1st or 100th time that I've gone to bed at 5am and had to get up at 8am.

Herpes, marathon sex and conspiracies.

What is with PMBR and dirty dirty questions? There was one about a guy who had herpes and had to disclose it because of an 1826 drafting provision...then there was one where a 30 year old perv picks up a girl from a bar who claims to be 20. They go back to a hotel, where they have "marathon sex" all weekend. He is arrested for statutory rape because it turns out that she is 12!!! Gross...how do you not know that a girl is 12? I know it's a hypothetical, but still.

Also, I think PMBR and BarBri are trying to screw us. According to my friends in Texas, they are being told to use A as the default answer this year, while in Oklahoma, we are being told to use B as the default answer (i.e. when you absolutely have no idea, choose B - because if a huge population of test takers get a question wrong on the multistate exam, and they all pretty much choose the same wrong answer, the bar examiners will likely throw that question out). Conspiracy? I don't know, but if you're reading this, B is the damn default answer!

A Novel of a Property Question

These property questions are so. freaking. long. If you're suppose to average 1.5 minutes per question, but it takes you 2 minutes just to read the questions, what is the freaking point? I know that there are some that are so short that you can zip through them in 30 seconds, but the majority of these questions are just so long as to confuse the reader...thanks bar examiners...

I loathe you Property

So here's a question that has popped up 3 times already during my property drills today. What happens when A conveys to B, then 2 years later asks B to give the deed back. B gives deed back to A, A destroys it. Who owns now? Apparently B still owns it, but in equity, that just doesn't make sense.

Here's another one: A leases to B for a period of 5 years. At the end of the 5 years, A writes to B "if you'd like to renew your lease, rent will now be increased to $1200 per month, not $1000". B doesn't respond, but holds over, and sends a check for $1000 with letter stating "$1200 is too much for this craphole". A cashes the check. What is the nature of the tenancy. Apparently, it is a year to year tenancy held at $1200 per month. Even though principles of contract law tell me that the check for $1000 was a counteroffer and cashing the check was an acceptance...wtf? Also, seriously, B is going to be held to another year to year? I would think it would be month-to-month, since the monthly payments impliedly create a month-to-month tenancy...whatever...where's my bottle of wine?

An ass kicking in fee simple absolute

It's been a busy several days...but now, I will update.

1. I'm in the library right now, which is being renovated and there's this incessant beeping noise every 5 seconds that is giving me a headache. Would it be bitchy if I emailed the dean about this? I mean, we're studying for the bar exam, which our school didn't prepare us for in the very least...it would be nice to have a quiet place to study.

2. I was suppose to fly down to Austin yesterday to testify against my father in a custody hearing regarding my sister. Turns out everything settled, and after getting a ride to the airport, rescheduling my flight twice and then finally canceling, I am now fairly certain that I don't have to go down there.

3. I have a step-mother...weird. I've never met her, but I found out today that my father actually married the woman he's been with for the past 5 years...the same woman he had an affair with while my parents were still married...classy chick, I'm sure. My mom says that she seems nice, but still, I think the only way I could have any respect for her is if she had absolutely no idea that my dad was still married when they started seeing eachother...which is highly likely.

4. I've been kicking ass in my workouts. Kelli and I have been going almost everyday for 2 hours. We went to this one class on Friday that was literally like a boot camp. We are both really sore, but feel good. She's a great study/exercise buddy...glad I found someone compatible to work with this Summer.

5. I'm excited about softball tonight. I'm playing with Jones, Gotcher and Bogan, and they are all lots of fun...I'm also going to run over to target and pick myself up a new glove, since mine has been lost for a while now.

6. Saturday night, I lost my brand new sterling silver id case, with my debit card, gas card, student id, license, $150 Panera gift card and $50 Subway gift card in it. Mainly, I'm upset about the gift cards, but I'm hoping it will turn up soon...I'm thinking it's somewhere at Niels' house or in his car.

7. KNOCKED UP = BEST. MOVIE. EVER. Not exaggerating. If anyone wants to go see it, I will gladly go see it again. I was laughing my ass off throughout the whole movie. I can't wait to see it again.

8. I'm signed up for a massage on Thursday at 2:30, Kelli and I are going over to the Clary Sage Massage School. Since, to date, I've done 104.5 hours of studying, I'm ready for my first well-deserved massage.

"Wow!" - Hearsay Exception

For those of you struggling with hearsay.

I wrote you 365 letters!

Yesterday, I studied for a whopping 8 1/2 hours, so I treated myself with an evening at In the Raw, a lot of sake with Margot, Sara, Andie and Matt. When I got home (early at 11:30), I decided to watch The Notebook, which is one of my all time favorite movies. Note to self: only watch that movie sober. I was bawling...even at the scenes between the old people.

This morning we had our first of two Evidence lectures and I don't think anyone is liking our lecturer. She's awful...all over the place and not easy to understand. But at least she gets the shit done, instead of going off on 10 minute tangents about Justin Timberlake.

Because I'm OCD

I've been keeping track of my study hours...plus I'm rewarding myself...for every 100 hours, I get to treat myself with a full-body massage. So, to date, I've been keeping track of study, class, practice and audio lecture hours. And to date:

5/3: 1.0
5/7: 7.5
5/8: 5.5
5/9: 5.0
5/10: 6.0
5/11: 4.5
5/12: 3.5
5/14: 1.5
5/16: 1.0
5/21: 4.5
5/22: 6.0
5/23: 3.0
5/24: 8.25
5/25: 3.25

Grand Total: 60.5 hours

Goodbye Fun

Tonight was my first really serious night of bar review. I've been outlining and all, but tonight, I had an assignment and I actually finished it for tomorrow. It took close to 4 HOURS. And I picked up by Barbri books today, wow. I have a goal of getting through them all, but I doubt that many have actually achieved that before. Anyhoo, now I'm catching up on my tv a bit, just watching the season finale of The Bachelor.

Oh yes, and even though I never found the time to work out today, between running errands, work, barbri and my 4 hour assignment, day one of my diet went pretty well. I'll make up the exercise tomorrow. I plan to bike to barbri in the morning and getting back to my house, there's quite a hill, AND I will have many heavy books on my back. Go buns of steel go!

July 26th was a night to remember