Today is my first “two casebook” class day. That means I have to bring with me, to each of my two classes (Contracts and Civil Procedure), the appropriate enormous and heavy casebook. Plus computer, notebooks, lunch, pens, etc., and the bookbag now weighs more than god. Could be worse–I have a friend who has three classes on Mondays…ouch! I have two each day, luckily, and when one of those is Legal Skills, the book(s) aren’t nearly as huge.
Anyway, I misread the calendar on the iPhone this morning and so thought I had class at 9-something. I came early to find parking. Turns out my first class isn’t until 10:50 and the only spot I could find is the farthest away of any day I’ve driven. My car is practically in Hillcrest, on Juniper just off 2nd. The map to the left shows the route and the distance (at the bottom).
I must have ticked off some deity because I had to carry that massively hefty bag almost 6/10 of a mile to get to class, and going back is all uphill. Seriously uphill. Not quite San Francisco uphill, but close. Ugh. The last few steps to the third floor lounge area in the main classroom building here at CWSL were killer and I’m not in terrible shape (like some students).
Well, this is the last day I should have to deal with the parking and long walk, except for rare exceptions. Starting Tuesday, I’m taking the bus. It drops me off at Front and C Street (look under the San Diego on the map) and picks me up even closer, at Ash and 1st. Uphill a bit to school, and downhill back (flat from home to the stop). Ah.
But I still need a rolling bag, and a big one at that. I left my paperback Black’s Law Dictionary at home, just to avoid the extra (small) weight! I think I’ll use some of my extra time this morning to see if Amazon has any (I have a gift certificate to use there). I don’t want to screw up all the good the acupuncture has done by over-stressing the muscles in my hips and lower back.
As for class, yesterday was Legal Skills and Property. The LS prof is a woman I spoke to at the picnic. She probably scared the hell out of some of the more “relaxed” students because she has very specific rules she expects us to follow (like no hats, no gum, no lateness, etc.). None of the rules was onerous, but many of the students were complaining.
My Property prof is a man I spoke to at a breakfast social event during the scholarship schmoozing weekend. We had a pleasant conversation then and I rather like how he runs his class–no powerpoint, lots of questions, geeky sense of humor. I do want to take him to a tailor and stylist, though. He’s not much older than I but his belt is already riding way too high–in that George McFly kind of way. He could use lessons in dressing from Professor Barton.
I’m nervous about Contracts today because my prof wrote the book. That will either make the class great or terrible. CivPro I’m also a bit wary about because we had an assignment that I’m none to confident about. We had to write an outline about how we would help a client who had been in an accident. As our reading only covered a tiny smidge about jurisdiction and the roles of client and counsel, I didn’t feel like I had much to offer. I don’t like starting off on a bad foot, so I’m uncomfortable. We’ll see…