No recuerdo nada, pero, todo me duele. Todo.

OK, so my casenote is written, postmarked, and out of my hands. Best case scenario, I made law review. Worst case scenario: there’s some punk wanna-be 1L out there this summer, gonna work too hard next year, claw his way to the top 15% of the top 1% of society, get invited to write for law review, and I won’t have to grade his self-important, overworked, intellectually masturbatory, ladder-climbing casenote because I made one-too-many boo-boos on my bluebooking. But I am not worried about it tonight. My therapist, Jose Cuervo, has told me to tell you the following message of hope: “No me importa. No nescesito nada de nadie! No me importa NADA, PUTAS!” Thanks, Jose. Muchas gracias.