For clarification, I am not complaining one bit.  I love New York.  I love school.  I love the my classes.  It's all turned out to be a great time.  As I have said in previous journals, I have met some really great people while I've been here.  Today, on the way back from class, we passed a bar that was having a special on Happy Hour margarita's, so three of us stopped and grabbed a table outside.  About 5 minutes later, one of our friends was walking home towards the subway, and we said, "Hey, come have a drink!  It's Happy Hour!"  So, basically, we study hard and play hard.

My friend is coming in from out of town this weekend for Labor Day, so that should be a pretty good time.  Besides that, things are pretty busy.  Surprise!!  I am doing laundry tonight and working on torts.  I am outta here.