Things that have happened:

• I had a mince and cheese pie for breakfast
  
• I got photoshop installed on my computer at work (I do not in fact know how to use photoshop. It shall be a learning experience) for legitimate work purposes
  
• I did quite a bit of work for the drafter (not one of my usual ones) who writes everything in red ink and gives really detailed instructions. I know his regular secretary doesn't mind this, but omg it would piss me off if I had to deal with that regularly. It makes me feel like I'm being judged, even though each round of changes has nothing to do with me making mistakes.
  
• I had lunch with callie and we bitched about our mothers
  
• I spent ages trying to find things on the website, and bitching about how I can't easily find things on the website. This is because the website sucks, not because I do.
  
• I got really nice feedback from the head of IS
  
• I had a conversation with one of my drafters that went like this:
  • Him: do you normally do the Sudoku?
    
  • Me: Yes. I think it's good for me to spend 20 minutes a day thinking.
    
  • Him: ...
    
  • Him: O.o
    
  • Him: AHAHAHA
    
  • Him: that's pretty damning
    
  • Me: *innocent* What?
• This is the drafter whom I spend so much time talking to about shit that it's getting hard for me to maintain the correct level of lawyer/secretary distance
  
• Also, I'm really mean to him
  
• Actually, I think one of the drafters on level 12 is scared of me coz I sort of told him off—very gently! I smiled the whole time and told him his mistake wasn't irrevocable, just a pain to fix!—last week
  
• I typed up the journal jessikast and I wrote last summer during our road trip. Once she's written her bit and uploaded some of the million billion photographs to flickr or somewhere we can post this great literary work to the interwebs
  
• In retrospect, we spent a lot of that week drinking
  
• bullet points are awesome

Torts test: that could have been shittier.

Then I went out with a bunch of mature students to the Occidental for brunch and, er, rum-and-ginger-beer, and we chatted for an hour about how difficult it is to not be entirely immersed in the student lifestyle and have time to, like, talk about class directly after class, and about how this is mitigated by not being entirely immersed in the student lifestyle and therefore having money to do things like pay rent and buy shoes. We're maybe going to get a study group going on Saturday afternoons; I'm very excited.

SO. For the rest of the weekend, and for the next two weeks, I can play computer games and read non-Law books at my leisure and not feel the slightest guilt at doing so. Whee!

My house is shaking in the wind! I'm wearing 2 jumpers! I'm considering turning on the heater and it's not even dark yet!

It must be September in Wellington.