Law and (dis)order

Dang. That is the second time I used parentheses in a title. I need to stop that.

So I am sitting here, listening to #2's recently recorded work. From an absolutely objective point of view (stop laughing hyserically), it is fucking incredible. Do you ever have those CDs that just completely floor you -- those CDs that you can't listen to in the car, because you will drive off the road? Upon first listening to the CD, I had to stop washing dishes, turn up the volume and lie on the floor to take in the music. (If you are averted to cheese, skip this next part, and forget I ever wrote it). Maybe it's his voice, or that I can picture him singing. Or the fact that there are about 14 layers in every song. Dammit, you know? I was doing a good job of erasing my romantic feelings for him, and he has to go an make an amazing piece of music. Leaves and dirt, leaves and dirt.

Aside from this rather gut-wrenching moment, I had a fantastic day today, because I realized that yes, I am going to law school, for real. I took a practice LSAT, and scored exactly average (150). Now all I have to do is raise that score by 20 points. Most people say that you can't raise your score more than 10 points, even if you study really hard, but screw that. I can take this test, and I am going to get a 170, end of story.