That would be me, one hearsay exception away from thrusting a hot pink highlighter through my face. Also, Instagram should change “Lo-Fi” to “Instant Ginger,” because seriously. Look at me.
So. Bar study. I’ve had the “Oh God, why” moment. I’ve had the meltdown. I’m now rolling along in a cautiously optimistic state of pure denial. Apparently I’m right on track. I’m also 100% pure mess. Dedicating every waking moment (not spent taking selfies and sanity-blogging) to Every Law Ever Written and Also Texas Exceptions takes a toll.
But, it’s worth it. I’ve got the “Doctor.” It’s time for “Counselor.”