Grad Parties

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Woke up sweating, which was strange because it was freezing in my room. Left Tim sleeping in my bed, went and fucked around on my phone. Briefly took note of his phone on the table, but didn't touch it. Tim joked, sort of, about my not cuddling with him during the night. I didn't have an answer for him.

Adam picked me up for Becca Cervenak's party, which was hot, but had lots of dogs. Chris texted me during, asking about the Bar and my health. Scott from Seattle also asked about the exam. I had to get home by 4, and Adam was a little tipsy. Before we left, Ashley Peterson pulled me aside. She failed the July Bar, and just passed this one. Apparently this had a 42% pass rate. Not the lowest in history, but certainly the lowest in a very long time. She recommended a tutor, explained that the method of analysis she had used the first time was not at all what the Bar was looking for, and BarBri was no help. Good to know.

Rick Baray's grad party was next. It was okay. He tried to introduce me as a lawyer initially. Awkward. Some people got there already sloshed, but not so sloshed they didn't recognize me. I had been supposed to go to Robert Black's grad party after, and just as I was getting ready to leave for it, Big Eric texted me. An hour of texting back and forth, he said he'd be ready in a few. When I got home, he called that he was just leaving Yvonne's and would need a few minutes. My constitution had been fading all day, so I tapped out of the whole night and went to bed.