1-Month Anniversary in Durham

Tomorrow is my 1-month anniversary in Durham, NC.

As a lot has happened in the past month. I'll split it up between (1) school and living in Durham, (2) Forays outside of the Triangle, and (3) food/drink.

In the course of school and living in D-ham, I:

- decked out my new place in thrift/surplus store furniture and Target goods. Despite my love for IKEA, I did not make the 2.5 hr trek to Charlotte. One day....

- had L awyer E ducation A nd D evelopment (LEAD) Week in which I learned that it sucks being a lawyer and here are some tools/counseling to help you cope. :) Oh! And never ever violate the Honor Code. I don't think this one sunk in with Tucker Max.

- completed my first legal writing assignment due at 8am on Labor Day.

- am starting to understand mens rea and the Model Penal Code. For a model code, it is still pretty confusing and ambiguous sometimes! I will be a pro at statutory interpretation by December, hopefully!

- have learned that it is considered malicious and evil to steal rum and light a match to look around b/c the match also lit the rum fumes and set the whole ship on fire.

- discovered that in the olden days, you can be "attached" to a lawsuit if you owed someone money who owed someone else money. So you better watch where you go, or else you'd get attached!

- gotten lost too many times to count on the too many to count highways in the Triangle. The number soup includes: 15-501, 147, 751, 70, 40, 85, etc. For example, on our way back from the asian mkt in Cary, we started going to Raleigh instead of Durham on the 440.

- played my first softball game with Some Kind of Goat Rodeo (thank you Prof Conley for that inspiration)in a game against ourselves b/c the other team forfeited cuz we're just so intimidating. Yeah, goats! 3-1! And well, sssshhhhhh, no one needs to know that we've only won 1 game legitimately....

- bought a bike from Biker Dan out in Burlington. Sweet old guy with a southern drawl wanted to get away from his wife and spent an hour talking with us after I decided I wanted to get the bike. He ribbed me for going to Duke b/c "What's wrong with Carolina?" and told us how he was about to put a John Deere seat on a bike for his "wife's fat ass." And in keeping with the naming of Zippy. This new bike is going to be Hippie b/c there's a mesh basket wire tied down to the back rack.

- have gotten eaten alive by mosquitoes here until I finally found some natural bug repellent. I held out on the cross country trip and through the first week before I couldn't take it anymore. I now have bruises up and down my legs. And no, I am not a pole dancer.

Now I'm going to hit the sack so I am ready to take Zippy out on the American Tobacco Trail tomorrow morning! :)