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I need to stop reading elitist trash spewing forth from law school forums. It’s really making me question the investment of going to law school to make anything less than six digits. Why does tuition have to be so exorbitant? Nay, why can’t I just erase all my F’s?

I’m really behind on work and I realized that it’s mainly because after scrutinizing an entire section layout several times and fixing headlines, I’m really not in the mood to read anything except for the aforementioned mind-excrement.

Coming up, I’m going to reflect on how I feel about L.A. and provide an appraisal of my future in it - detailing my love-hate relationship with the city and the increasingly derelict nature of our state. The coming decades will be sad times for all. Except for the filthy rich. Especially the filthy rich and old. Also, is Seattle in the cards for me? What if the big one up north comes while I’m there? While my family’s there? So much uncertainty. As you can tell, thoughts not immediately relevant are tormenting me when Wittgenstein’s Investigations should be fulfilling that task instead.

I doubt I need to reiterate my affection for Seattle, but when Jaymie and I visited that gem of a town, we ran into a few familiar coffee places like Seattle’s Best and a little known place called Starbucks. One that we hadn’t heard of before though was Tully’s Coffee.

We picked up their house blend last night, described as “smooth - inviting - buttery” and indeed, it is all three. I ground up enough beans this morning to fill our grinder twice over and filled our mugs high, adding just a bit of chocolate soymilk to both drinks. I’d have to say this is one of the best home brews I’ve had - I can obviously only speak for myself. Still, it’s exciting, and I think I’ll have to make a habit of brewing this every morning, at least until the morning of the LSAT.

What if I applied to Canadian law schools? Vancouver, you’re so close to my darling Seattle…