Kleng Meedercher, Risen Iddien

I am conducting a poll to see if chronic insomnia is a natural partner with pre-bar jitters. My current sleep schedule is that I fall asleep around 3:30 and wake up around 8:00. As much as a moan about the lack of sleep, I am acutely aware that it is entirely my fault. For some reason I feel compelled to spend at least one hour reading in bed before I go to bed and after I have spent the day "studying" for the upcoming bar exam. This may sound vaguely impressive except that A) I am reading books which can probably be found in a grocery store and B) I force myself to stay awake even though I am falling asleep mid sentence.

Clearly I have a self destructive impulse. At this point, the best I can say about my ability to impress the bar examiners is my ability to describe the sales of goods in all their lurid detail, a la Sophie Kinsella's Shopaholic series.

Makes planners. Makes passport covers - www.Smythson.com - I really like these things, they are so beautiful. My sister predicated this admiration. Apparently she purchased a passport cover from their boutique in Heathrow. It's pink and embossed - very, very cute.

Unfortunately, it is doubtful that I will be able to afford them on my future income. This is ironic because prior to employment purchasing such an item would not have posed too much of a problem to me (thanks to a generous family). It seems somehow unfair that my disposable "income" will shrink as a result of actually attaining a job. There are good points to the new arrangement (ie entering a very delayed adulthood), but every once in a while one of the less appealing aspects rear up and remind me of how far I have to go.