Valentine's Day, it's a small world and I'm reaching out to touch everybody ...
Ian has a little discussion going that touches on things like the attractiveness of girls at UGA, Melissa Stark, and the contrarian retardation that leads to claims such as, look how hott our curling team is.
And it's normally not my way to bother you with things specifically related to me, because no one gives a crap, but the winds of fate in my life blew in such a direction as to lead to an interesting event that ties in nicely with said discussion. I guess as a recent acceptee to law school at UGA, they saw fit to send me a copy of the latest issue of Georgia Law Advocate, Fall 2005/Winter 2006, available on the internets for anyone who wants to google and look. So I'm flipping through the Class Notes section in the back where I find a picture with a girl, announcing her wedding to a UGA law grad. Nothing too special about that except for the fact that it's a girl I went to high school with and may have, alledgedly, held hands with at some point. I won't say which of the pictures it is to preserve some anonymity for the poor girl in her newly wed state, but point being, what in the holy hell am I going to law school for if I'm going to end up with the same chicks I was getting back in high school? I mean, if all I'm doing is ending up right where I started, wouldn't I have been better served just to stop while I was ahead?
In other news, I hope to finish up an offensive losses/gains/preview for next year in the near future. And I hope that dovetails nicely into me actually putting some meaningful stuff up here. I've been busy ass, but I've done my best lately to at least get in on the discussions at some of my favorite places. Hopefully that'll lead to increased time to actually come up with some worthwhile things of my own to say. We shall see.
And it's normally not my way to bother you with things specifically related to me, because no one gives a crap, but the winds of fate in my life blew in such a direction as to lead to an interesting event that ties in nicely with said discussion. I guess as a recent acceptee to law school at UGA, they saw fit to send me a copy of the latest issue of Georgia Law Advocate, Fall 2005/Winter 2006, available on the internets for anyone who wants to google and look. So I'm flipping through the Class Notes section in the back where I find a picture with a girl, announcing her wedding to a UGA law grad. Nothing too special about that except for the fact that it's a girl I went to high school with and may have, alledgedly, held hands with at some point. I won't say which of the pictures it is to preserve some anonymity for the poor girl in her newly wed state, but point being, what in the holy hell am I going to law school for if I'm going to end up with the same chicks I was getting back in high school? I mean, if all I'm doing is ending up right where I started, wouldn't I have been better served just to stop while I was ahead?
In other news, I hope to finish up an offensive losses/gains/preview for next year in the near future. And I hope that dovetails nicely into me actually putting some meaningful stuff up here. I've been busy ass, but I've done my best lately to at least get in on the discussions at some of my favorite places. Hopefully that'll lead to increased time to actually come up with some worthwhile things of my own to say. We shall see.

4 Comments:
Congratulations on getting into the finest law school in the Southeastern United States.
Here's the really creepy part of your story from my standpoint: a girl I used to know, and who dated a good friend of mine, also had her picture in the new Georgia Law Advocate . . . in a "Class Notes" item announcing her recent wedding.
I couldn't help but wonder whether it was the same girl.
Appreciate it, with all the past and soon to be UGA law grads on here, I was beginning to feel left out, so I had to do something to rectify that.
And let's just hope and assume that it's not.
Round of applause for this post. lol.
Driz, let us know you're still out there...
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