Paranoia Is Contagious

The Fourth of July comes, and goes, and leaves in its wake massive paranoia in everyone studying for the bar. Used to be I felt alone in my panic and misery, but now I have lots of company.

Yet tomorrow we have friends coming over for dinner. I'm not cooking, but still--the evening will be wiped out once I sit down at the table. Then Wednesday night there's a get-together for those of us in town and around the neighborhood.

Saturday, though, TFL and GirlChild are going to see Lyle Lovett and leaving me all alone with my pile of books. Dagnabbit.

Has anyone gotten their ticket yet? I'm now panicking that maybe they didn't get everything that they need for my application and they won't let me sit for the bar. First I panic that I have to take the thing, then that they won't let me take it. Can't win.

Comments

[Beanie]

No worries, they haven't put up the link to download them yet. (And you will also get one in the mail.)

[Citations]

Phew! Thanks. :)