Ranting to /dev/null

Preliminary results

After spending a week and a half reading legal documents for 6 or so hours a day, everything else seems fuzzy, low-content, ill-reasoned, and unprecise. Even normal, everyday conversation can seem unbearably low-bandwidth. Judicial opinions are dense, fact-intensive, and excruciatingly clear. Switching from that to everyday prose feels like finishing a $200 per head, five course feast at Tavern on the Green and hitting Steak 'n Shake on the way home.*

I had estimated that I would be reading about 100 pages a week. It's more like 250-300, tops. I had thought I'd be working pretty much all the time, because that's what everyone says law school is like. Turns out if you can read and write quickly it's not that bad.

I'm going to try and get some pictures of campus up for those of you who haven't been to Notre Dame, and I shall do so as soon as we get a sunny day.

*Not that the analogy makes any kind of geographic sense, but with respect to cuisine I think it's apt.