<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3873054</id><updated>2011-04-21T23:01:32.512-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Trapped in the Law Library</title><subtitle type='html'>the musings of a law student who just can't seem to get out</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01382818782577347703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>55</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3873054.post-106928495057077094</id><published>2003-11-19T20:35:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-11-19T20:36:26.326-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>strange happenings.  Feliz told me that she actually found my blog today while doing legal research.  does that make me an official legal site now.  god i hope not.  school goes on and on and on. only three weeks til the start of finals, and i am not sure if  i know any more now then i did at the beginning of the semester or not.  but i shall muddle through somehow.  had just about forgotten about the blog until it was mentioned to me today, so i thought it might be a good call to update a little.  FYI, i am alive and if not well, then at least whole.  law school is high school, and sometimes people start to get on my nerves.  that is the problem with spending so much time with so few people.  speaking of high school, have a new project for my RA position.  hazing in high school.  this is another really fun one, as the prof wants to focus on sexual hazing type stuff, and of course because of the ages of the people involved there can be no studies on that for various legal reasons.  but some of the court cases are really interesting.  it is amazing that, with all the resources and imagination that kids have today, that they just can't be a little more creative.  it is like there is a handbook "how to haze" and no one deviates from it.  almost like a checklist.  sodomize with a broom/mop/baseball bat, check.  urinate on victim, check.  i mean really, get creative kids!!  have to go study for evidence quiz.  West Wing tonight.  oh, BTW, the west wing first season came out on DVD yeaterday.  a hem.... hint.....  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3873054-106928495057077094?l=trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/106928495057077094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/106928495057077094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106928495057077094' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01382818782577347703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3873054.post-105682089744157803</id><published>2003-06-28T14:21:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-06-28T14:21:37.393-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As election time looms nearer, i have just read about a new concept that i think is great.  kind of a comedians rock the vote type thing.  check it out at &lt;a href="http://www.markson2004.com"&gt;Bill Markson for President&lt;/a&gt;.  if only it would work!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3873054-105682089744157803?l=trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/105682089744157803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/105682089744157803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105682089744157803' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01382818782577347703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3873054.post-105663987302932361</id><published>2003-06-26T12:04:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-06-26T12:08:26.240-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>in a rush of bizarre decisions this week the Supreme Court decided that affirmative actions was ok in law schools but not undergrad in michigan, and that gay men could finally have legal sex in texas.  the reasoning behind texas was not equla protection as everyone suspected it might, but right to privacy.  so at last the government has gotten out of the bedroom (in texas at least).  now if it could only turn its atention to some places that it really needs to be.  like americorps (massive budget cuts, after a promise for an expanded budget.  way to go W.)  or perhaps in americas schools (increased testing and expectations but no money to do this, another classic).  people keep saying that tax cuts are a good thing, but when i look at good ol' syracuse, where something like 13% of students in the city passed the math regents this year (Post Standard), i start to wonder.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3873054-105663987302932361?l=trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/105663987302932361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/105663987302932361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105663987302932361' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01382818782577347703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3873054.post-94699851</id><published>2003-05-21T16:30:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-05-21T16:30:10.026-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i survived finals!!!!  there was some definite doubt about that after my first one.  actually, it is one of those exams where it doesn't matter who did best, but who failed worst.  god i love the curve.  we all came out of the fial gibbering and asking each other if we wanted fries with that.  not a good sign.  but that is over, and i have two weeks of comparative break beofre summer classes start.  i say comparative because of my job working for professor young.  i have come to the startling realizxation that this whole porject would be easier if they just siad we have nothing, find out everything.  instead, they handed me 'the archive' which is the most disorganized bunch of non-information that i have ever come across (except for, perhaps, my resumee).  so i am trying to make sense of 40 years worth of ass kissing letters, newspaper articles, and other stuff of the like.  ahhhh.... no rest for the weary.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3873054-94699851?l=trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/94699851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/94699851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94699851' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01382818782577347703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3873054.post-93565935</id><published>2003-04-30T22:20:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-04-30T22:20:31.856-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>joy joy joy!!!!  i got a job as a research assistant for one of my profs for the summer!!!!  life is so good.  must go watch west wing now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3873054-93565935?l=trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/93565935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/93565935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#93565935' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01382818782577347703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3873054.post-93479933</id><published>2003-04-29T15:30:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-04-29T15:30:41.940-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>seems that there is never a chance for a break here.  finish the brief and it is time to start getting ready for finals.  though that is at least managable.  applied for a summer research assistantship, and am witing to hear about that.  i hope i get it, as the project sounds really interesting, and it would provide a much needed pay check over the summer while not conflicting too much with classes.  fingers crossed.  the only down side is that if i get it i will be unable to go home after finals :(  .  the world seems in better shape then the lsect time i updated this, and even better news is that there are three more new episodes of west wing coming up!!!  its the little things in life i guess.  only three more days of classes and then two weeks of finals.  i think we are going to have a picinic or something after our last class on friday (a congenial group of friends cooking done by yours truly and amber) out on the front porch which will most likely degenerate into a study group.  sad state of affairs.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3873054-93479933?l=trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/93479933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/93479933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#93479933' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01382818782577347703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3873054.post-91919542</id><published>2003-04-03T12:53:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-04-03T12:53:55.903-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AAAAGGGHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;world in chaos....  war.....  death......  destruction.......  appellate brief........  there is no mercy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my father died two weeks ago, so much sadness here, and also a complete neglecting of the blog in a valiant effort to maintain sanity and catch up on missed work.  almost caught up, now just have to write my brief (which is not brief at all) in the next week (they reccomend using four).  wish me luck..... i am going back into hiding.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3873054-91919542?l=trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/91919542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/91919542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#91919542' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01382818782577347703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3873054.post-90991848</id><published>2003-03-19T11:31:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-03-19T11:31:30.310-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The count down to war continues, and yet here in Ada it all seems so far away.  i miss DC and the sense of urgency that comes with living there.  went home last weekend, not for the festivities of the season (yes, i actually took a rain check on the st.pats fun) but to visit my father in hospital.  not a fun trip,but a necesary one.  on the bright side, i did get to skip two days of classes.  appellate brief and oral arguments...... you all know just how much i love public speaking and all that.....  this should be fun.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3873054-90991848?l=trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/90991848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/90991848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90991848' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01382818782577347703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3873054.post-90605702</id><published>2003-03-12T17:28:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-03-12T17:28:57.123-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>spring break is over, and so is any chance that i might have of having a normal life for the next four weeks.  oh yes, it is appellate brief and oral argument time.  i just wish i was interested in th eissue presented for our consideration (and the consideration of the court as well).  i wish i knew who historian was (see comments to the military history of france) as s/he is either a wildly intelligent person who just knows this kind of stuff off the top of their head, or seriously has way too much free time on their hands.  of course there is always the possiblilty of both, but quite enlightening reading.  (pssssst..... it was a joke, lighten up).  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3873054-90605702?l=trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/90605702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/90605702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90605702' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01382818782577347703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3873054.post-89502072</id><published>2003-02-21T13:04:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-02-21T13:04:28.993-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OK, so this week has just flown by, and i am so tired.  this weekend is the Barristers Ball (the law school prom) and thank god i am not going.  instead, i am staying home and dog sitting for a few friends.  John just got a 4 week old rotweiler puppy, and it is just so cute.  realized the other day that i lost a major bet.... we are not at war yet.  ol george has let me down again.  this means i have to publicly state that i am a stupid dummy head and that i will never again contradict Mark on this issue because i don't know what i'm talking about.   or something to that extent.  should be fun.  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3873054-89502072?l=trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/89502072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/89502072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89502072' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01382818782577347703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3873054.post-89311318</id><published>2003-02-18T12:55:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-02-18T12:57:29.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Amusing stuff from Tom.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Complete Military History of France &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Gallic Wars: Lost. In a war whose ending foreshadows the next 2000 years of French history, France is conquered by of all things, an Italian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Hundred Years War: Mostly lost, saved at last by female schizophrenic who inadvertently creates The First Rule of French Warfare; "France's armies are victorious only when not led by a Frenchman."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Italian Wars: Lost. France becomes the first and only country to ever lose two wars when fighting Italians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Wars of Religion: France goes 0-5-4 against the Huguenots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Thirty Years War: France is technically not a participant, but manages to get invaded anyway. Claims a tie on the basis that eventually the other participants started ignoring her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- War of Devolution: Tied. Frenchmen take to wearing red flowerpots as chapeaux.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The Dutch War: Tied&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-War of the Augsburg League/King William's War/French and Indian War: Lost, but claimed as a tie. Three ties in a row induces deluded Frogophiles the world over to label the period as the height of French military power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-War of the Spanish Succession: Lost. The War also gave the French their first taste of a Marlborough, which they have loved every since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- American Revolution: In a move that will become quite familiar to future Americans, France claims a win even though the English colonists saw far more action. This is later known as "de Gaulle Syndrome", and leads to the Second Rule of French Warfare; "France only wins when America does most of the fighting."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- French Revolution: Won, primarily due the fact that the opponent was also French.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- The Napoleonic Wars: Lost. Temporary victories (remember the First Rule!) due to leadership of a Corsican, who ended up being no match for a British footwear designer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- The Franco-Prussian War: Lost. Germany first plays the role of drunk Frat boy to France's ugly girl home alone on a Saturday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- World War I: Tied and on the way to losing, France is saved by the United States. Thousands of French women find out what it's like to not only sleep with a winner, but one who doesn't call her "Fraulein." Sadly, widespread use of condoms by American forces forestalls any improvement in the French bloodline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-World War II: Lost. Conquered French liberated by the United States and Britain just as they finish learning the Horst Wessel Song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- War in Indochina: Lost. French forces plead sickness, take to bed with the Dien Bien Flu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Algerian Rebellion: Lost. Loss marks the first defeat of a western army by a Non-Turkic Muslim force since the Crusades, and produces the First Rule of Muslim Warfare; "We can always beat the French." This rule is identical to the First Rules of the Italians, Russians, Germans, English, Dutch, Spanish, Vietnamese and Esquimaux.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- War on Terrorism: France, keeping in mind its recent history, surrenders to Germans and Muslims just to be safe. Attempts to surrender to Vietnamese ambassador fail after he takes refuge in a McDonald's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO why do we need France?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, nothing really going on here....  have to run and create a false record of events that only happened in a ficticious account so that the lawsuit that is pending over them can proceed.  does anyone else see an ethical problem with this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3873054-89311318?l=trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/89311318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/89311318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89311318' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01382818782577347703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3873054.post-88922255</id><published>2003-02-11T14:52:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-02-11T14:52:45.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>silly song from christopher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the tune of "If you're happy and you know it ..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you cannot find Osama, bomb Iraq.&lt;br /&gt;If the markets are a drama, bomb Iraq.&lt;br /&gt;If the terrorists are frisky,&lt;br /&gt;Pakistan is looking shifty,&lt;br /&gt;North Korea is too risky,&lt;br /&gt;Bomb Iraq.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we have no allies with us, bomb Iraq.&lt;br /&gt;If we think someone has dissed us, bomb Iraq.&lt;br /&gt;So to hell with the inspections,&lt;br /&gt;Let's look tough for the elections,&lt;br /&gt;Close your mind and take directions,&lt;br /&gt;Bomb Iraq.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's "pre-emptive non-aggression", bomb Iraq.&lt;br /&gt;Let's prevent this mass destruction, bomb Iraq.&lt;br /&gt;They've got weapons we can't see,&lt;br /&gt;And that's good enough for me&lt;br /&gt;'Cos it's all the proof I need&lt;br /&gt;Bomb Iraq.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you never were elected, bomb Iraq.&lt;br /&gt;If your mood is quite dejected, bomb Iraq.&lt;br /&gt;If you think Saddam's gone mad,&lt;br /&gt;With the weapons that he had,&lt;br /&gt;(And he tried to kill your dad),&lt;br /&gt;Bomb Iraq.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your corporate fraud is growin', bomb Iraq.&lt;br /&gt;If your ties to it are showin', bomb Iraq.&lt;br /&gt;If your politics are sleazy,&lt;br /&gt;And hiding that ain't easy,&lt;br /&gt;And your manhood's getting queasy,&lt;br /&gt;Bomb Iraq.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fall in line and follow orders, bomb Iraq.&lt;br /&gt;For our might knows not our borders, bomb Iraq.&lt;br /&gt;Disagree? We'll call it treason,&lt;br /&gt;Let's make war not love this season,&lt;br /&gt;Even if we have no reason,&lt;br /&gt;Bomb Iraq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3873054-88922255?l=trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/88922255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/88922255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#88922255' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01382818782577347703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3873054.post-88860611</id><published>2003-02-10T14:54:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-02-10T14:54:15.106-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>life goes on and on..... street law was actually pretty good today.... it is amazing how less truculent high schoolers become when you are throwing mini candybars at them.  oh, we get food if we answer a question or participate?  no problem!!!  bribery works well.  we got the problem for the competition.... a murder case, but there is no body.  am now spending my life on westlaw looking for trials with no body to see what the good defenses are.  there aren't too many of them out there where the prosecution actually prooves beyond a reasonable doubt.... which is what is needed.  torst class in a few minutes, and then the day really starts to pick up.  on my schedule for today is a trip to the gym, and then a little time on the abs video at home, followed by homework for civ pro, property, crim, and research and writing.  also i have to answer interrogatories, prepare a judgement entry, and clean my kitchen.  it hardly seems like enough.  and the sad bit is that i know that if i can't get everything done, it is the kitchen that will go to the wayside.  which means i can't cook dinner since i have no clean dishes etc.  oh well..... ramen noodles again tonight!!  such a tale to tell from this weekend, sadly i have been sworn to not tell it.  if you really want to know i will email it...... then noone will ever know i told!!!  gotta run.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3873054-88860611?l=trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/88860611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/88860611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#88860611' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01382818782577347703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3873054.post-88657065</id><published>2003-02-06T14:34:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-02-06T14:34:52.136-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>not too much really happening here now....  every day this week has been spent in the law school/library until at least six at night, then home to do the homework for the next day, and generally something happens around midnight that makes going to bed an impossibility.  generally that something happens in the form of John, who is dating Amber who lives downstairs.  John is one of those people who should be, for the good of society, either heavily anesthesized or put in a cage.  he is always moving (generally in a very quick manner away from Ada's finest) and always in good humor, but he is definately more of a force than a person.  anyways..... hopefully this week will end on a successful note....  have judgement entry hearings today and then just two classes tomorrow, but we also have to get our interrogatoires finished pretty soon for Civ Pro, as well as fabricate a whole SHITLOAD of documents to give to the other side.  technically unethical, but when the whole case is based on something that never happened, we feel that we have a little bit of leeway.  the crash of the columbia on saturday brought to mind another crash many years ago..... where were you when the challenger went down?  for some odd reason i remember being at Roxboro, but that is not possible since it happened in 86 and i would have been in Bear road at the time.  in second grade if my math is right (ok, graduated in 96, which would ahve been twelth grade minus ten is second, right?) maybe a field trip...... who knows...... did some other tragedy happen when i was at roxboro that is supplanting this?  anyways, must run to property class and make a fool of myself.  woo hoo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3873054-88657065?l=trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/88657065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/88657065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#88657065' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01382818782577347703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3873054.post-88486851</id><published>2003-02-03T16:44:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-02-03T16:44:27.216-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally managed to get to the school to do the whole street law thing.  the teacher in charge is really kinda cool.... and very sneaky.  we asked the kids intially who was going to participate in the competition, and only one person raised their hand.  then the prof asked who was going on a field trip to the court house tomorrow, and ten raised their hands.  prof is a sneaky bastard..... fine print on the bottom of the permission slip stated that by attending this field trip they were committing to participating in the street law competition.  kids complained... prof said that this was their first lesson in the law.... read everything.  so we have a team of ten (somewhat unwilling) participants and a teacher who thinks the program is the best thing in the whole world.  this should be interesting.  on a different note, today in civ pro class we had our motions hearing, in which i managed to make a total fool of myself.  well if you are going to do something wrong, may as well do it right i guess.  you know what i mean.  out amended complaint had a whole bunch of typos (the most notable being the word amended) and was also not signed.  fortunately the prof has a good sense of humor and didn't totally kill us.  PHEW!!!  aside from that, all is well.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3873054-88486851?l=trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/88486851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/88486851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#88486851' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01382818782577347703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3873054.post-88220939</id><published>2003-01-29T16:24:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-01-29T16:24:34.900-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so street law was supposed to start today, but unfortunately most of the area was closed due to heavy snow.  yup.... about four whole inches fell last night.  very strange.  ohio is just wierd.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3873054-88220939?l=trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/88220939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/88220939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#88220939' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01382818782577347703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3873054.post-88159984</id><published>2003-01-28T12:52:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-01-28T13:07:32.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>courtesy of &lt;a href="http://www.karakerwin.net"&gt;kara&lt;/a&gt;....  &lt;a href="http://www.marcmelzer.net/sotudg/"&gt;State of the union Drinking game&lt;/a&gt;.  also on her site, kara has a link to a great little gulf war game.  to quote the guy sitting next to me in the lab.... "you've gotta be kidding me!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3873054-88159984?l=trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/88159984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/88159984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#88159984' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01382818782577347703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3873054.post-88111483</id><published>2003-01-27T16:38:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-01-27T16:43:16.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Street law starts this week, we on wednesday we get to meet our little students.  i am working with Sarah and Laurie (the L-train) in a school district which is apparently the ohio equivilant of Cato-Meridian.  so we shall see how that goes.  class ranks are being posted shortly, so we will see how badly i suck.  this weekend was a great one from the resting point of view, but not all that productive.  on friday went to a mary kay party (there really isn't anything to do here.... seriously) and then to the bar, where all of a sudden i realized i was in a great mood.  i mean a really great mood.  for no apparent reason.  the only thing that could possibly be linked with my good mood was the fact that little john had just left, or fred had just fell over (neither of those is really likele to inspire a mood change like this one, though the latter was rather amusing) so i am going to take this as a gift from the heavens good mood thing, as i am still just buzzing with positive energy.  BUZZZZZZZZZZ.  have to write a responsive pleading or something like that tonight to hand in tomorrow (ACCEPT, ACCEPT, HUH?, DENY, DENY, HUH?, DENY, HUH?.......) along with a counter claim (oh yeah, well you did this so ttttbbbbbppppppp.) which should just be totally thrilling.  yippie!!!  just found out that the interrogatories are not due for a long time yet.  have to run to Lima and make my cell phone work again.  stupid thing has been broken, and it kinda sucks since i do not have a land line.  oh well.   &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3873054-88111483?l=trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/88111483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/88111483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#88111483' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01382818782577347703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3873054.post-87912639</id><published>2003-01-23T16:13:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-01-23T16:13:38.446-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>everything is handed in and life is good.   only had to skip property to do so as well.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3873054-87912639?l=trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/87912639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/87912639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87912639' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01382818782577347703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3873054.post-87860303</id><published>2003-01-22T18:18:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-01-22T18:18:02.726-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>did the deposition today....it actuallywent well. buti think that was just because noone was awake during it.  oh well.  just got back from the dance studio here on campus.... am trying to re-teach myself how to dance......  i am old, fat, and clumsy.  mind,i have always been clumsy, but the addition of the other two has made life a little more difficult.  have to run and write a client letter and complaint. god i know how to live. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3873054-87860303?l=trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/87860303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/87860303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87860303' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01382818782577347703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3873054.post-87691387</id><published>2003-01-19T17:24:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-01-19T17:24:52.143-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>chris has shut down his site for a little while.... i wonder whats going on there.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3873054-87691387?l=trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/87691387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/87691387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87691387' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01382818782577347703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3873054.post-87688385</id><published>2003-01-19T15:59:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-01-19T15:59:56.140-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>all i wanted to do when i got home was come back to ada, now that i am here.... I WANNA GO HOME!!!!  actually it is not all that bad.  right now i have to do all my part of the class trial, and since the people that did the last part did a really crappy job at it, my part is a lot harder.  what am i doing?  discovery, which means i have to some up with all sorts of documents and actually depose someone on wednesday!!!  in front of the class.  now is it just me or does that sound kinda dirty?  fortunately enough, the other side has no idea what is going on either, so this has actually been a somewhat plesant thing.  instead of us all fighting about what sould be admissable and what shouldn't be, we are all looking at each other going "you know anything?  nope... do you?"  somehow this is not what real life court stuff is like (generally people in real trials have actually met their clients) but i guess it is an easy way into it.  Street law starts in a little while (Kara you would love this thing).  besically what happens is that a  bunch of teams of law students go into different high schools and work with a class on basic civil procedure and law stuff, and at the end of the whole thing there is a trial competition, and which ever teams highschool wins gets bragging rights.  should be fun, but apparently only first years signed up for it this year, and that could be tricky as none of us really know what is going on.  life goes on..... i  have to run and meet with my deposition team (myself, anne, and amber.... the dream team)  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3873054-87688385?l=trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/87688385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/87688385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87688385' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01382818782577347703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3873054.post-87366042</id><published>2003-01-13T16:28:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2003-01-13T16:28:01.653-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>back to the drudgery of classes again.... though it looks like this is going to be a very full, but interesting semester.  have to run and get the rest of my books eventually, but i am thinking that is something that can wait for a few more minutes at least.  i mean the class isn't til tomorrow morning.   :)  it was so good to get back to the apartment (dubbed the den of incapability) and see my fellow law-bags.  anyways, homework beckons.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3873054-87366042?l=trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/87366042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/87366042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87366042' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01382818782577347703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3873054.post-86755213</id><published>2002-12-31T14:56:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-12-31T14:56:45.480-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>how fun are holidays?  just think i am in the middle of three whole weeks where i really don't have to do anything.  oh, except for work, and do homework, and make all the obligatory visits to friends and family.  ok, holidays suck.  :)  but who is the queen of contracts?  that would be me.  not only did i pass the class i was certain that i would fail, bt i did so with a B+, thus beating the C curve by a whole bunch of marks.  YAY!!!!  just have to wait for all the other grades.....  i am sure that my good grade in contracts is going to be balanced by a horrible grade in something else.... but what?  but that is a worry for a different day.   got to go out with kara for a pint and that was great.....  good to see non law-bags and have  a normal conversation where the words 'did you read the cases for *insert class here*' did not even enter into it.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3873054-86755213?l=trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/86755213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/86755213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#86755213' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01382818782577347703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3873054.post-86273782</id><published>2002-12-19T12:55:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-12-19T12:55:56.683-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>operating once again on the making shit up theory (MSU) i have finished my last exam. to give you some idea what this was like imagine this.  there is this bit of law that has totally changed the way things are done for jurisdiction and choosing which laws apply (the erie doctrine).  the question was basically imagine the erie doctrine never happened and anaylize all these cases to see if they are consistant with the Swift doctrine (which was the law before erie changed it).  huh?  what is that history term where you go flying off into speculation about what might have happened?  fiction?  whatever.  sorry to Kara for not getting the job with teach for america.  we'll drown our sorrows in a pint real quick.  :)  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3873054-86273782?l=trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/86273782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/86273782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#86273782' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01382818782577347703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3873054.post-86116133</id><published>2002-12-16T13:39:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-12-16T13:39:11.030-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>torts is over..... though i love the prof.... great sense of humor.  one of the questions was a short fact pattern involving another professor (an die hard conservative and lover of anyhting ancient and roman, including a propensity to discuss legal terms only in latin) it went something like this.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof Veltri is walking through down town Ada when he sees a homeless man with a cup and a sign that said "my children are hungry, please help."  Veltri, muttering to himself about how the lack of personal volition lead to the downfall of the republic tries to knock the cup out of the bum's hand.  unfortunatley his depth perception is not what it should be and he catches the string of the sign, jerking the guys head forward with a sickening snap.  Dean Craigo, walking by, sees veltri strangling a bum, and runs over and kicks him in the shins.  Bum v. Veltri, who wins and why?  Veltri V. Craigo, who wins and why?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the exam went downhill from there as the questions were no longer funny.  oh well.  one more to go and then all done.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3873054-86116133?l=trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/86116133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/86116133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#86116133' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01382818782577347703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3873054.post-86003899</id><published>2002-12-14T18:34:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-12-14T18:34:03.506-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Kara asked if there was any way to sue the school for infliction of emotional distress.  such a good question, especailly as torts is my exam on monday, so i have been studying this shit.  FYI, the answer is that though you could try to sue, it would not really go anywhere, because it is an intentional tort, and by being there and paying tuition you are basically consenting to the tortfeasor's actions.  consent totally kills an intentional tort action.  sorry kara.  now if they only have a question like that on the exam.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3873054-86003899?l=trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/86003899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/86003899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#86003899' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01382818782577347703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3873054.post-85789278</id><published>2002-12-10T13:52:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-12-10T13:52:22.850-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Amazing..... i am finished with property.  for this semester at least.  i have to say that the prof is a sick sick bastard.  who in their right mind would put an advers possession question in an essay along with deeds, tresure trove, and random other stuff that i am sure i failed to identify.  do'oh!!   &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3873054-85789278?l=trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/85789278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/85789278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85789278' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01382818782577347703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3873054.post-85737543</id><published>2002-12-09T15:26:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-12-09T15:26:00.423-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>realizing yesterday that if i studied property one more minute i would start screaming and throwing things, i decided to take a break.  and study contracts.  why do i do this to myself?  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3873054-85737543?l=trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/85737543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/85737543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85737543' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01382818782577347703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3873054.post-85690787</id><published>2002-12-08T17:33:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-12-08T17:33:27.220-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>study study study.....  it has gotten to the point that i come to the library just to see people and talk about the stuff that i have been trying desperately to learn over the past few days.   using the fun law flash cards has provided a certain amount of comedy to the study routine, but it is just not enough.  example (as best as i can remember them) of some of the silly cards.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brave sir robin and sir galahad have adjoining huge tracts of land.  robin starts growing coconut plam trees on land that he thinks is his, but is atually galahads.  after the statutaory peroid, who owns the land?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joan rents an apartment from the marquis de said in his apartment complex, s&amp;m towers.  unfortunately the screaming coming from marquis' apartment every night keeps her awake.  can she claim constructive eviction?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have to go read more flashcards, and commit my outline to memory.  have a nice weekend all you lucky people who aren't lookng forward to these tests.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3873054-85690787?l=trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/85690787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/85690787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85690787' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01382818782577347703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3873054.post-85596294</id><published>2002-12-06T13:06:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-12-06T13:06:49.753-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>can you stand it.... i have officially survived my first semester of law school calsses.... now only the finals (TERROR) left to go and all is well.  i am sitting here thinking of sandy beaches and tropical drinks (delusion is a wonderful thing) with the full knowledge that after these are over i head to huge snowbanks and beer at clarks.  ahhhh..... clarks.  so long as it isn't the regal beagle i am a happy little mary.  remember when, way back at the beginning of the semester, two weeks of finals seemed to be a cruel joke?  now i am freaking out and wishing they could be spread out over a longer time.  well, i am off to go study the intracacies of property law.  whee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3873054-85596294?l=trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/85596294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/85596294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85596294' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01382818782577347703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3873054.post-85569627</id><published>2002-12-05T23:17:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-12-05T23:17:20.760-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>happy birthday to me......  made it another year guys!  love the lovely friends here..... they took me out to dinner.  so nice to not have to do dishes.  kara is so  good.... she actually has christmas cards sent already....i have not yet even bought any.  well, they say the holiday is not over til the last card is recieved..... the one would be mine.  :)  i think my mother is trying to turn me into a housewife...... or at least remind me that is a much less expensive option... she got me a waffle iron.  mmmmm.... waffles.  exams start on tuesday with a four hour attempt to transmit everything i know about property to a blue book.  hope the prof asks a question that i know the answer to!!  think happy thoughts at me as i settle in for a long winters cram session.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bit of a poem courtesy of shel silverstein.  (transcribed in my e.e. cummings style)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i lay me down to rest&lt;br /&gt;a stack of books upon my chest&lt;br /&gt;and should i die before i wake&lt;br /&gt;thats one less test i'll have to take&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3873054-85569627?l=trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/85569627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/85569627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85569627' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01382818782577347703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3873054.post-85385764</id><published>2002-12-02T14:48:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-12-02T14:48:26.003-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woo hoo!!! i survived thanksgiving, thanks to a little help from my friends.  or in this case, my friends parents.  big time props go out to amandas parents.... who in their right mind would invite all the law students staying in ada over for thanksgiving dinner?  well, i will leave the question of their sanity to another, but what great people.  spent a great deal of the weekend sitting on my butt and watching movies, or studying.  (yes, i did actually crack open the books)  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3873054-85385764?l=trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/85385764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/85385764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85385764' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01382818782577347703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3873054.post-85139100</id><published>2002-11-26T23:08:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-11-26T23:08:36.520-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/reuters/politics/politics-bush-thanksgiving.html"&gt;Bush Saves Turkey from Thanksgiving Dinner Table&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how sad that this is news.  is there nothing else going on in the counrty or world?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3873054-85139100?l=trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/85139100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/85139100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#85139100' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01382818782577347703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3873054.post-85135256</id><published>2002-11-26T21:31:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-11-26T21:31:54.616-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it is almost thanksgiving break, so someone please tell me why i am sitting in the library right now.  oh yeah, have to finish writing a memo.  per my mother a memo is a short note, kind of a FYI.  however, according to my research adn writing prof, a memo is somewhere upwards of 10 pages and includes a great deal of substantive analysis.  i like moms def. way better.  on the bright side my sister is pregenant again, this time with twins.  poor thing is going to have twin babies and an almost two year old in the house soon.  &lt;evil grin&gt;  better her then me.  thanksgiving is going to be dull around here, but i think that is just what i need.  time to recover and and start studying for finals.  actually start is not the proper word here.... more like continue.  the countdown to december 19th continues.... after that day i get to go back to the 'cuse and not think about law school for a whole three weeks.  though i know me, i am going to bring home all my books and try to get a start on next semester, but end up using them only for exercise.....  moving them around the house with out actually opening any.  can't wait to just be stupid and watch tv for a while.  realized this evening that we never grow up, we just get taller.  brent and i got into a snow ball fight before realizing how fun it was to run and slide up the slippery road.  the third years walked by and looked mature and disdainful, but we all know that they just wish they had thought of it first.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3873054-85135256?l=trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/85135256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/85135256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#85135256' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01382818782577347703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3873054.post-84820251</id><published>2002-11-20T13:14:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-11-20T13:14:14.493-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my world collapses!!!  they cancelled coffee and bagels for tomorrow morning!!!!  how am i supposed to make it through torts with out my Tea?!?!?  on the bright side, got my civ pro exam back, and shocked myself by recieving an astronomical 70 points out of a potential 100.  yeah, i know 70 doesn't sound like much, but the highest grade was an 89, which leaves me well near the top.  woo hoo!!!!!!  in other news, the search for the 10 word answer in property goes on an on (thank you west wing for the concept).  we were assigned into study groups to answer the stupid questions, and then answers are brutally long, and he yells at us when they are long.  10 words.... thats all i want....10 words.  troy is all upset about will and grace tomorrow.  the wedding?  no one ever proposed to her.  plus, they are cancelling Scrubs for this?!?!  what is this world coming to?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3873054-84820251?l=trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/84820251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/84820251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#84820251' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01382818782577347703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3873054.post-84476365</id><published>2002-11-13T13:06:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-11-13T13:06:56.856-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so last night i had the graet joy of sitting on a jury for one of the third year classes.  the case was about an explosive lighter, who has liability and such.  they guy who asked us to be jurors lives in the same house that amber and i do, but sadly his case was just not quite there.  sorry blaze, we had to decide against you.  amusingly enough the whole thing startted with the prof telling us to think like our grandparents would and decide that way.  unfortunately, the grandparent vote came up with a tie, so we used the method of making the lawstudent vote count as one (since we all agreed).  defense won, but only by one vote.  they were rather surprised when the jury came back with a verdict in a few minutes, but we all had a shitload of reading to do, and they didn't tell us the stupid thing would take over two hours.  anyways, it was interesting, and now i see what i have to look forward to in two years.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3873054-84476365?l=trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/84476365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/84476365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#84476365' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01382818782577347703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3873054.post-84458523</id><published>2002-11-13T03:00:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-11-13T03:00:24.503-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>trying to get this stupid thing to work.  grrrrr.......  technology totally  escapes me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3873054-84458523?l=trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/84458523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/84458523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#84458523' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01382818782577347703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3873054.post-84458390</id><published>2002-11-13T02:56:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-11-13T02:56:37.810-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OK just so that noone thinks that all i do here is study, here are the &lt;a href="http://photos.yahoo.com/tmh430"&gt;damage photos&lt;/a&gt; from saturday night. went out to Findlay to our friend's apartment.  FYI Amber is the girl with the long blond hair, Robin = short blond hair, Lori = dark curly hair, Troy = goatee, Justin = the other guy.  very amusing night.  and yes, that is myself and amber singing karaoke into remote controlls.  we sang brown eyed girl.  VERY badly&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3873054-84458390?l=trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/84458390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/84458390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#84458390' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01382818782577347703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3873054.post-84421990</id><published>2002-11-12T13:08:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-11-12T13:08:02.730-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have to figure out how to make this site 'ping' or whatever it is kara calls it.  i filled out the form thingie that she sent me, but i am sure that i managed to screw that up somehow.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think that i love tuesdays or thursdays here at ONU.  free coffee and bagels.  mmmmm.... food before torts.  or if i wanted to wax lyrical about it (pop) tarts for torts.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey, how can you tell the west wing is a fictional show?  its the only race the democrats won this election.  thanks to mike for that little diddy.  damn republicans!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3873054-84421990?l=trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/84421990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/84421990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#84421990' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01382818782577347703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3873054.post-84366634</id><published>2002-11-11T13:07:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-11-11T13:07:54.640-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have officially survived my first tornado!!  yesterday afternoon we had bad storms, and didn't think a thing of it until one of my neighbours was pounding on my door and telling me that is was a good time to head to the basement.  apparently there was a touch just outside of Ada, and a lot of really nasty stuff around the area as well.  crazy.  it did make for an interesting bit of a very boring day though.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3873054-84366634?l=trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/84366634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/84366634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#84366634' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01382818782577347703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3873054.post-84121299</id><published>2002-11-06T13:12:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-11-06T13:12:17.470-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>election results come in bring doom and gloom on my world.  as my buddy Mark put it, there will be no jobs for lawyers in two years because the republicans will put caps on the damages that can be awarded in tort cases.  what is the point of going to tort class now.  that is the money field.  or it was.  now nothing.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3873054-84121299?l=trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/84121299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/84121299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#84121299' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01382818782577347703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3873054.post-83963062</id><published>2002-11-03T14:37:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-11-03T14:37:31.786-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>stupid printers in the computerlab are broken.  how is one supposed to print out an exam when the printer is broken?  grrrrrrr......  what a civilised weekend this has been.  movies on friday, and early to bed last night.  god, i think i am becoming an upstanding citizen.  this is not good!!!!  off to find a computer lab with working printers....gasp...i may have to enter into the land of the little people.  thats right, the undergrad library!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3873054-83963062?l=trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/83963062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/83963062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#83963062' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01382818782577347703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3873054.post-83878183</id><published>2002-11-01T13:07:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-11-01T13:08:14.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DId i say that i hate exams on halloween?  i love them!!  i rock at them!! i am the queen of legal research!!  or at least thats what i thought last night when i looked at the posted grades.  this opinion of myself may have been tempered by the three hours spent down to the bar with the lads, but what the hell......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3873054-83878183?l=trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/83878183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/83878183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#83878183' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01382818782577347703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3873054.post-83840511</id><published>2002-10-31T17:28:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-10-31T17:28:51.640-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>has anyone been reading &lt;a href="http://www.doonesbury.com"&gt;Doonesbury&lt;/a&gt;?  last week i think it was there was a whole thing on blogging.  kinda funny!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3873054-83840511?l=trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/83840511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/83840511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com/2002_10_01_archive.html#83840511' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01382818782577347703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3873054.post-83837203</id><published>2002-10-31T16:10:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-10-31T16:10:38.410-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!!  today is the day of terror across the nation, but especially here in the bowels of the library, for today is the legal research and writing exam.  (insert horror movie music and loud screams here)  my brain is not full of the fun that should be had on this day, but of the ways that one would go about updating the ALR (series 1-5 of course).  dad goes into surgery tomorrow morning, shortly before i am handed my civ pro exam.  i think i hate halloween week.  or i am pretty sure that the profs all have a SICK sense of humor.  either way.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3873054-83837203?l=trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/83837203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/83837203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com/2002_10_01_archive.html#83837203' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01382818782577347703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3873054.post-83720995</id><published>2002-10-29T12:57:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-10-29T12:57:01.276-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OK, i can handle this.... midterm on thursday, and then Prof. French changed our civ pro midterm from a nice sit in class and stress out for an hour or so test to a take home and ruin the entire weekend kind of test.  grrrr.....  on the bright side the exam is partially open book.  open rules at least, which should be a big help.  dad has his surgery on friday, as the biopsy results came back negative on the bone stuff.  at least they are not wasting any time on this whole thing.  anyways, have to go learn my way around the library, and figure out what all these initials stand for.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3873054-83720995?l=trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/83720995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/83720995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com/2002_10_01_archive.html#83720995' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01382818782577347703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3873054.post-83666714</id><published>2002-10-28T13:07:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-10-28T13:07:44.536-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so i survived my trip to w.va.  all i have to say is that Amber almost lives in deliverance country.  scary.  but a good time was had by all, and i have not eaten so well in a long time.  i mean i can cook, but there is nothing better then having a parent/grandparent type cook for you.  anyways, back to the usual drudgery of the law library.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3873054-83666714?l=trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/83666714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/83666714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com/2002_10_01_archive.html#83666714' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01382818782577347703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3873054.post-83472854</id><published>2002-10-24T16:04:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-10-24T16:04:11.310-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is really me mark.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3873054-83472854?l=trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/83472854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/83472854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com/2002_10_01_archive.html#83472854' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01382818782577347703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3873054.post-83472826</id><published>2002-10-24T16:03:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-10-24T16:03:34.296-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life here borders on the insane.... though it being the last day of the week does make it a bit better.  going off to W. Virginia tomorrow with Amber and Robin just to get away from Ada, and because i really have never been there.  Lets hear it for the road trip, though i don't think this totally qualifies as we are going to visit Ambers family.  i'll take what i can get.  it looks like they have finally gotten some good information on the sniper case, and a pair of guys were detained for questioning.  but you know, i love the &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com"&gt;New York Times&lt;/a&gt; just for teh sheer amount of rediculous information they print.  in one article they say that the sniper is still at large, and in an article linked to that they quote an official stating that he thinks they got him.  so whats going on?   who do we believe? the police or the prosecutor?  (OK, silly question)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3873054-83472826?l=trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/83472826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/83472826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com/2002_10_01_archive.html#83472826' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01382818782577347703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3873054.post-83415118</id><published>2002-10-23T14:58:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-10-23T14:58:38.090-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life is starting to look up!!  after an hour long discussion of the necessity of a jury trial in civil litigation, we convinced prof. french that as his colleagues were going to be in DC on friday, and his was the only class we would have, that he should cancel class on friday as a gesture of good will.  i can't believe he bought it, but that means NO CLASS ON FRIDAY!!  just a little extra time to study for research and writing.  Things are still not looking good in DC, and as Chris mentioned, some of the places where shooting took place were places that i used to go.  for the first time i think i am almost glad to be stuck in Ohio.  never thought i would say that.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3873054-83415118?l=trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/83415118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/83415118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com/2002_10_01_archive.html#83415118' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01382818782577347703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3873054.post-83304080</id><published>2002-10-21T13:45:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-10-21T13:46:54.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.eviloverlord.com/lists/overlord.html"&gt;evil overlord list &lt;/a&gt;courtesy of Tom.  almost did a spit take on a few of them.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3873054-83304080?l=trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/83304080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/83304080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com/2002_10_01_archive.html#83304080' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01382818782577347703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3873054.post-83296651</id><published>2002-10-21T10:59:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-10-21T10:59:10.736-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just finished the dreaded Property exam, and i think that i managed to nail a few of the issues.  the prof managed to put together a question that dealt with Bailments, Private Niusance, and Riparian Water Rights....  i never thought i would see those things together.  actually i thought the question would be on adverse possession.  thank god i didn't just focus on that!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3873054-83296651?l=trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/83296651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/83296651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com/2002_10_01_archive.html#83296651' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01382818782577347703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3873054.post-83274780</id><published>2002-10-20T23:01:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-10-20T23:01:10.450-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thanks to &lt;a href="http://www.karakerwin.net"&gt;Kara&lt;/a&gt; a whole new way to waste time has been added.  now people can comment on what i have to say.  this should be kinda neat.... thanks Kara!  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3873054-83274780?l=trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/83274780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/83274780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com/2002_10_01_archive.html#83274780' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01382818782577347703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3873054.post-83265880</id><published>2002-10-20T19:11:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2002-10-20T19:11:01.856-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here we go.  i'm going to try to start and maintain a blog.... though i can't promise anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for starters, check out &lt;a href="http://www.karakerwin.net"&gt;Kara's &lt;/a&gt;Site, she is the one who put this though into my mind.  So now i can balme her for all the time spent on this that should have been spent studying.  Thanks Kara!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably should have called this Trapped in Ada, OH, as i am really hard pressed to think of many places more boring, though i think a deep well might just edge Ada out of the top spot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of us L-1's are setting up camp in the library, frantically cramming for the property midterm tomorrow, and writing papres for the legal research people.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poor amber had her purse stolen today, with most of her id and other important stuff, including car and apartment keys.  do'oh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to try and publish this.... let's see if it works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3873054-83265880?l=trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/83265880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3873054/posts/default/83265880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trapped-in-the-library.blogspot.com/2002_10_01_archive.html#83265880' title=''/><author><name>Mary</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01382818782577347703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
