Crappy Apples

Somehow the discussion in Contacts today centered around rotten apples. Something about why unilateral contracts are frowned upon in commerce . . . if the apples that the applesauce factory receives from the farmer are supposed to be good but are wormy, the farmer can just say that he never accepted the offer or whatever. A lengthy discussion ensued. I heard the words "crappy apples" so many times in a row that they didn't even sound like words anymore.

For some reason, that amused me. I'll take what I can get.

So far, I like all of my classes except Property. The professor reminds me of Professor Trelawney from Harry Potter. I find it hard to focus, but I am not alone. We seem to be bonding a little bit over our mutual distaste for the woman and her random, confusing ways.

The rest of the professors are interesting and even funny so, again, I can't really complain.

Constructive Mondays

I hope that the ability to grasp the concept of constructive Monday is not an indicator of one's future success as a law student.

If it is, I am so screwed.