I would be a better crammer if I could LAY OFF the formatting. Oh my god. I integrated a bunch of my friend's notes into my employment outline and I could NOT stop fixing the formatting and spelling and putting short lines together in paragraph format. It's ridiculous. And for some reason my typing speed has gotten out of control buy my accuracy sucks, but I can't just leave the misspellings. They have a squiggly red line for god's sake! And even if they didn't, they'd bother me. *sigh* Okay, back to Land Use Planning. Last one before I get a big, fat, tasty drink and sleep in till noon (and Christmas shop).
Oh yeah: My notes were 30-something pages (I tend to only keep track of black letter law and holdings) and hers were 82, so futzing with *that* much formatting really is time consuming (read: stupid).
And Amber, take fewer notes. God will love you just as much and I will love you more.
I have two roommates and I think one of them stole my mouse. It is/was a nice mouse that Nick bought for me. I thought I couldn't find it until I found it at his laptop . . . so I took it. And then I left for a few hours and came home to find that it was back at his laptop. WTF? Is he really stealing my mouse or do we have the same one and I'm stealing his?
Like it's not enough that I'm paying half his fucking late fee because he didn't get his mail in a timely fashion . . . who doesn't check and pay their damn bills online? He's a web designer for god's sake. One who steals mice.
Grr.