Ahhhhh.  It’s finally over.  I think the 2L class let out a collective sigh, along with “please dear Lord don’t make me go through Phase II.”  Of course, some of us will have to.  By “some,” I mean us poor saps who weren’t “fortunate” enough to make Law Review.  But I guess I can only complain so much.  The downside to 13 interviews (plus making it out to one dinner and two receptions afterwards) is that I was just physically, mentally…maybe even emotionally…drained.  The upside was that I had 13 interviews.  So I can’t complain.

I had originally special requested Morrison & Foerster (Yeah.  Mofo, baby).  But today as I checked the list and didn’t see my name on there, I let out what was apparently a very audible “yesss.”  The guy standing next to me congratulated me for getting the request, but I quickly corrected him and said that I was just grateful I didn’t have to go through another one.  In retrospect, another interview would not have hurt, and may have helped.  But then again, maybe I would have just died afterwards.  I’m standing by my original elation.

But so now we breathe.  But not for long.  For tomorrow classes begin and it’s time to read and impress professors and all that jazz.  Sigh.  I just wanted a day off, where I could veg out in front of a TV and just not care.  About anything.  That, my friends, would have been gloorrrious.  Alas.  Perhaps drinking shall recommence this weekend / tomorrow.

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