BWE: 2 & 3: Dating, School, balls in the air.

New readers: BWE (Best Week Ever) is a “week in review” post series, and no, this blog hasn’t gone NC-17: the title is a juggling reference.

The semester has definitely started. Week #2 was marked by my extremely off-kilter sleep schedule. I woke up every day between 2 and 4 a.m., read, went to class, and wasted my afternoons in a zombie-like state. This cycle was self-reinforcing and pretty awful.

That week I also started writing for The Shark, and was signed on as the University of Minnesota examiner for Examiner.com. I think this will be the extent of my online writing commitments.

I finally normalized my sleep schedule in week 3, and also made a commitment to walk Harley around a lake every day. I was good about keeping my promise…even if it involved dragging a very confused bulmastiff at a speed-walking pace 30 minutes before class.

And classes? They fit into three categories:

1. Light Reading: (Employment Law and Modern Real Estate.) These subjects are easy after taking Property and spending my summer with ERISA and Worker’s Comp claims.
2. Judicial WTF: (Conflicts and Constitutional Law II.) I decided that I have been over thinking both of these courses. The cases do not make sense because the judges are making stuff up to reach what they think it is right result (the dissents say as much). I have accepted this and I am going to quit trying to rationalize the opinions and just go with the arbitrary-as-heck frameworks.
3. And then there’s Tax. Oh my goodness. I like all of my classes this semester, but Tax is probably my favorite. The only problem is that there is so much information. Sure, there’s Glenshaw, Glenshaw, Glenshaw… but my classmates and I are becoming alarmed by the sheer amount of content (cases, regulatory rulings, codes…) covered in class. I need to stay on top of outlining this course or else I am royally screwed.

My 17-credit class schedule is pretty front-loaded, which means that I spend the end of the week and some of the weekend at work. I really enjoy my job and hope to stay on after graduation…this will involve a combination of staying productive, luck (ie, they need to have an opening), and keeping the RuPaul moments to a minimum.

The past two weekends also involved a lot of hanging out. For some reason my social life has really kicked off this semester, and so has my dating life.

I generally don’t write about dating because a lot of the guys read this blog (hi!), but I think it’s fair to say that the guys I’m running into generally fit into three categories:

1. The E-Ballers: These are the guys who are all about texting, messaging, and calling – what’s up cutie? – but then when we hang out in person, they act completely nonchalant and uninterested.
2. The MIA: Unlike the E-Ballers, these guys are impossible to communicate with via text or messaging. Somehow, after one-line responses and neglect, we hang out  and they randomly channel Natasha Bedingfield. Maybe I’m only interesting in person?
3. Bedingfields: These guys are uber-aggressive, all flattery with no tact. These are the guys lighting up my phone with texts, and in person they say things like, “You are the perfect guy for me.” …which, if I have only known you for a week really translates to “Hello, my name is crazy. RUN.”

And run I shall. An aggressive guy is nice, but please, don’t propose to me if you can’t remember my last name or what city I’m from. Ugh. We’ll see how things play out this week. Maybe someone will break the trend?

Please?