Skeptics?*

Skeptics?*

Yesterday was the first day of classes for the new semester. Monday is always a dreaded day, but with my first class at 11, I am confident I will suffer from fewer cases of the Mundays than most. The problem I foresee is that their cases of the Mundays could end up negatively affecting me and giving me a case of the Mundays too and pretty soon everyone's got a case of the Munday's and the terrorists have won. I don't know what I'm talking about so it's time for a new paragraph. With my return to what I like to call "law school base camp" I return to my dwelling beneath the "guls." As I drove there the fleeting thought crossed my mind that maybe things will be better…
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Returned from the Hunt

Returned from the Hunt

I just returned from a night out with one of my best hunting buddies. There were many a gazelle, but none were tackled. He's married, so he comes along for the thrill of the hunt and as an extra pair of eyes for me. Althought it's imprinted in every (straight) man's DNA, it isn't my style to be tackling random gazelles, so it's more of a sightseeing tour than hunting expedition. Here's the bottom line, I'm very happy with my life and the way it is right now. Everything changes, and I know that this won't last forever, but I'm not going to succumb to the pressure of finding a "gazelle" right now. With time, patience and the right kind of bait & decoys, I will¬†capture¬†find what I'm looking for,…
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