Forget Hollywood and their feature films, I've been glued to James Spann for four hours now.

It's 2:30 in the afternoon on a Sunday. Who the fuck calls in a noise complaint on someone playing acoustic guitar for ten minutes at 2:30 on a Sunday afternoon? My downstairs neighbor, that's who.

How I'm going to be walking up the steps to receive my diploma

I might finally get to do a trial this week. I just hope this doesn't happen...

I didn't know what a 401(k) plan was... I had to look it up

Trying to figure out my life after law school

When my brother called me at the end of HIMYM and I had totally predicted the end.

Buffy threw up on my sheets yesterday morning at 5:30am so I called her Barffy the whole day.