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![]() | DO NOT ANNOY THE UNMEDICATED PERSON ![]() Law school tales of weirdness and woe with a twist ![]() |
An Angel Army Review Hi Ẃeβ࿚Ẃỉtcĥ Cupid who? ![]() I'm JACE ![]() ![]() I invite your attention to the comments below. Please bear in mind these notes are from one on the outside looking in; ultimately only you can decide what's right for your story. ![]() One of the four majors I embraced my freshman year of college was Political Science, bent on Pre-Law. (Someday soon I'll write about that stage in my life.) I took a Constitutional Law course on which I spent twice as much time studying than my other classes together. I garnered a C, highest in the class. The Prof boasted he never gave A's or B's. What an A**! I applaud you for pursuing your Law degree, no matter what it took to accomplish. While I have a great imagination, all I can do is imagine how much pressure a law student, or any advanced degree student has to succeed. I never had occasion to use anything more potent that marijuana--well, there was one time someone got hold of some Hash (and I don't mean Libby's). Suffice it to say college was more than 50 years ago and I'll still a well-rounded, intelligent, funny and successful guy. Self-medication made me who I am today. ![]() I wonder if the use of humor is a form of medication. I enjoyed reading your life's vignette. You have a great grasp on humor in writing. Are you writing them down for your family? I'm sure I'll return for more soon. And you must have been successful--after all, you wound up here. ![]() ![]() ![]() I reached over to give her a swift whack on the side of her foggy brained head. Okay, stop crying out “battery,” or should I say the much-misused label “assault,” for those of you addicted to crime shows. She never saw it coming! Well, she perked up, turned to face me, and said, “Thank you, I needed that.” ![]() ![]() Reviewed by JACE ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]()
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