It is 10:15 on Thursday.  Do you know where your former SBA President is?  If you guess Bar Review, you made an educated, but ultimately incorrect, guess.

That’s right.  I’m missing yet another Bar Review, which is making my post-Spring Break attendance pretty poor so far.  What’s worse is that I’m not just missing it because I have more fun things to do.  I’m making this post from the library.  And not just anywhere in the library.  The gunner first floor part of the library.  The law review part of the library.  I know.

It makes me feel somewhat better that the weather is crappy (I saw small hail / heavy sleet tonight).  Buddhist will be a horrible place to be - it’ll be uber packed on the inside and it’ll be muddy and gross on the out.  So yeah, I want to avoid that at all costs.

But still.  I am tired of being in the library.  I am getting lamer by the minute.  And this is a problem, since I didn’t have too many cool points to be giving away in the first place.  Sigh.

This has nothing to do with anything.  But then again, does anything on this journal ever?

Apparently twenty-five years ago, a man by the name of Seldan Tilman, who worked at a restaurant by Ben & Jerry’s in Barrack’s, lost his white gold wedding ring while washing stuff but didn’t realize it until he got home.  He cried.  Recently, the manager of Ben & Jerry’s had a bucket of rusty old tableware, and ‘lo and behold, a wedding ring.  He showed it to the general manager of Barrack’s, who knew Tilman from back in the day.  Yesterday, Tilman was reunited with his ring once again.  Again, tears were shed.

I think it’s a pretty awesome story.  I mean, what are the odds that happens?  Read the story from The Hook here. The couple just celebrated their 26th anniversary.  I <3 Charlottesville.  I won’t hear stories like this in NY.