:: Electric Psychedelic Pussycat Swinger's Club ::

:: Monday, July 18, 2005 ::

God? You there?

"YOU CAN DO IT!" (...all night long.)

This is usually the kind of moment where I selfishly begin to start up my talks with God again after a long hiatus. You know, between big moments in life where you need a miracle to get that job or pass that exam? We've all done it before: start making little side-deals with God, as if He's actually in need of the crap we have to offer. You know it ain't lookin' good when you're relying on a religious intervention to help you pass the bar exam.

Well, it's do or don't time now. There's exactly one week left and I am beginning to feel very, very anxious. I'm even having dreams of failing, which definitely isn't helping matters. Trying to stay positive, but probably not in the best way: through calming myself down by thinking it's not a major setback if I have to retake the bar again in February (A true pessimist, indeed). It's not like there will be some negative stigma attached to that, right? Right? I mean, JFK Jr. failed the New York Bar 3 times before passing and Hillary Clinton even had to take it twice, so that's gotta say something. Geez, I don't think that's the right way to approach this at all.

But reading this definitely sort of maybe helped. That is until you get to the readers' comments at the bottom (13?!).

Tell me it's going to be alright. Remind me of the big picture.

...