Ahhh, to be done with the dang LSAT. It certainly feels good to be finished, although I almost didn’t even take it yesterday. My alarm clock, a mean cabbie and the Saturday BART schedule conspired against me in the morning, nearly preventing me from taking the bloody test. But I prevailed, filled in my 101 bubbles (hopefully correctly), wrote my little essay and bounced.

Thanks for a good time, LSAT. Don’t call me, I’ll call you.