Free At Last

I haven't left my apartment for 4 days. That's right- for almost 100 hours, I've seen nothing other than the walls of my little 1000 square-foot piece of Berkeley heaven. Granted, it's been raining like a mofo these past couple of days and so I wouldn't want to go outside even if I could, but still its the principle of the thing.

I got home after running some errands on Saturday, and I immediately dove into learning everything there is to learn about criminal law. Prof. Westen's final is a take-home final, and so after we download it from the school server, we have 24 hours to write up our answers and upload it back to the server. Not too bad, assuming that you've studied. As of Saturday, I hadn't studied. So for 2.5 days, I stayed in bed, with my laptop in my, well, lap, reading Westen's memos and outlining, leaving my covers only if I needed to use the bathroom. Then, yesterday at 1:40pm, I took a deep breath and downloaded the final. 24 hours later, I've written over 3000 words, proofread it, and uploaded it back to the server.

Holy moly, I guess I'm done with finals.

I think my first act as a free man will be to do my laundry (free men require clean underwears). Then maybe I'll actually leave my apartment building. I should check my mail.