Here's looking at you, Kevin Bacon: the guy who was arrested today for the Florida forest fires was squatting in the home of a man I assisted at my externship last semester. At least I think he was. Probably shouldn't state it as fact.

I am super obsessed with a ton of things lately--none of which are applying for jobs. I've been looking, just not applying. Someone asked me recently if I regretted going to law school--not sure yet, but I am not looking forward to the loan repayments. I am definitely fantasizing about other paths not taken, and that road not taken always looks far more romantic, prosperous, wonderful than where I am right now. But I am alive and I have the best dogs in the world, so I am content. And I have a six pack of Strongbow which should be chilled by now, so I will soon be temporarily happy--albeit a happiness induced by rotting apples. But you know, happiness is usually experienced as a temporary event, so I am not going to judge myself to harshly.