Journey

The one downside of any blog is that it has to have a first entry. That stupid, awkward, first attempt at being candid with the world that almost always inspires a certain sense of embarrassment when re-examined years later.
So I have decided to throw caution to the wind and determined that I'll just say whatever I want with the understanding that I'll eventually loathe whatever it is I ultimately type in this first post. So why not make it as bad as humanly possible.

Here's the scoop: I'm twenty-three, been married for a year and a half (yes, my husband and I were among those hordes of 7-7-7 couples, but in our defense it just seemed like the most convenient date. Luck was never a factor for us), and am in my last semester of my second year of law school. This means that I've got approximately one year, three months, and ten days until I graduate from law school and join the real world. Provided, of course, that I pass the bar exam.
And find a job. Those last two parts are rather essential.

In the meantime, I'm attending classes, preparing for exams, working as a research assistant for "My Professor", who for obvious reasons will remain unnamed, cleaning house, preparing menus, shopping, handing out my resume to whoever will give me a second glance, and generally attempting to maintain order in a disorderly world.

...I'm really not very successful at this last part. But life goes on, and there's always tomorrow.