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Took my exam last night - that went well. I'm really looking forward to not having to go to school until 8 on Wed...maybe I'll go to boxing wed now and show up sweaty. Seriously - why would I care what they think?

I found out that the uneducated white girl who applied to be branch chief was covertly given the interview questions before the interview - none of the highly educated applicants were. Her personal friend is the selecting official, the one who chose her over me for the ethics job. I think they both watch NASCAR. UWG read her answers after looking up each question, though she read so much she was criticized for being unable to function without her notes. The boss is one of those who is insecure and likes to drive her point of "people who go to college are stupid" rants. They keep having problems, but they never accept a lick of blame. Right now they have the GS-14s go downtown to file and pull files, rather than have the GS-7 secretaries do it, or the GS-13s that are there in the building. It's like there is a culture war against education - really strange. I shouldn't let the education-insecure or favoritism bother me when it doesn't directly affect me, but like when you work with racists - the question is always when that will be turned on me again. People have filed complaints, but there have never been any results from them.

Last night I was studying in the hall by the window before my exam, and a girl walked up and commented on the snowfall. I talked to her for a bit, being nice, and she reminded me I know her (I do!?) She was cute, kinda hot actually, and very nice - Olivia. You'd think I'd remember the name Olivia. I'm kicking myself because if I knew where I knew her from I might be able to figure out who she is or what we ever talked about. She asked if I knew I looked kinda like Tom Cruise - I said I get that a lot, but I also get "You look like a potato, so given my choice..."

Probably hitting chronos tonight.

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Maybe I'm not dumb. Olivia noted that for someone that refers to themselves as a dim bulb, I'm doing pretty well in law school, especially for someone who works full-time at a brain-demanding job. She said it came across as nice, not false.

Spending time in the hall I wound up talking to people - go figure.

David brought up my favorite point. Dave first inspired me with the idea of balancing effort with grades in law school. He noted it's hard to fall far below a B, and if you don't care much about your grades you can do law school without much effort. I noted that I work my ass off, but still get middling grades. My favorite response: "There are marathon runners, and there are sprinters." Sonofagun. I wonder if there isn't something to that - I'm still working while others quit their jobs. I'm still fighting for grades, and sometimes getting them. I couldn't beat the sprinters, but I've caught up to a few over time. It's not a strong analogy, but it's something to play with. Brain stamina.

Classes end in 6 weeks if I don't count tonight's class and spring break. I don't know how much the bar prep will suck, but I am constantly imagining what life will be like when I'm out of law school. I've been told that when you do less, you're more frequently tired. I'm looking forward to resting, to catching a tv show each and every week, to reading, and of course the gym - but I may well pick up some other things to fill in the time. NVCC comes to mind - might be fun to polish my spanish, study literature - simple things.