I don’t get it one bit.  I am a 3L.  I am supposed to be happy that I have a job and not care in the least about school.  I am certainly not supposed to sign up for 8:20 am classes, I am not supposed to read, and I am not supposed to worry about cold calling.  In class, if I even go, I am supposed to just sit and email all day long without a care in the world.  Where did I go wrong?  My only stresses in the world right now should be that (a) my golf swing is far from perfect, (b) my tan is quickly fading, and (c) I need Brian Westbrook to come through with a big night of at least 22 points tonight if my Fantasy Team is going to win.  Something has gone terribly, terribly awry.  Advice sought.