And the wild winds of fortune will carry me onward, o whither wherever they blow

Well, it's September now, and I'm back in school again. The first two weeks of school were very busy, with an intensive seminar on the Right to Self-Defense that was very interesting. Now that that's over, I'm only going to school half as much, which has made this week seem downright relaxing. Trial Advocacy has been a really useful class. The professor is driving me insane with the massive disorganization and disregard for students that has characterized every class I've had with him, but I've learned a lot. We have classes on Wednesday night in the courthouse, and actually practice trial skills like direct and cross examination, making arguments, and raising objections. I'm getting better at making objections, one thing I kind of sucked at this summer. (In fairness, I also felt kind of bad objecting to the pro se defendants, like I was taking potshots at the unarmed.) Being the only woman in my section is interesting, but now that I've rescued my pantsuit from an unfortunate laundry disaster, I can comfort myself with the fact that my suit is more like pajamas than anyone else's.

( And she just kept talking and talking in one incredibly unbroken sentence moving from topic to topic so no one had a chance to interrupt it was really quite hypnotic-notic-notic )