In mere hours, I will have finished and turned in my brief. Thinking back on it now, it doesn’t seem like it was something that was that bad. In fact, I hardly even remember writing most of it. Maybe it’s like that whole thing where extreme pain blocks out memories. Like child birth. So, the appellate brief is my child. What an ugly child. The real break I got with the brief was when my rough draft came back relatively untouched. I guess I nailed the appropriate nails on their heads. I think he also liked one of my arguments, which I’m beginning to think is rather clever.
Tom and I will be leaving for L.A. as soon as we can tomorrow morning. I’m looking forward to being on the road, heading towards sun, and listening to some good tunes. The break will be welcome before the end of semester kicks into high gear. After the break my life won’t be that much improved: 25 page paper, oral arguments, and finals.
This will probably be my last post until early next week.