Contracts final today. We'll see.
Mint julep at Old Chicago with friends afterward. I hope I get to do this again with these wonderful friends.
It's Derby Day. Big Brown won (as predicted). Eight Belles came 2nd...and then broke both her front ankles and had to be put down on the track. Poor little girl. No commentary on the politics of horse racing. It happens. It's sad but it happens.
Song in my head, bringing up things I need to think about after this weekend. I can't wait for the next week to pass so I don't have to put anything off because I'm too busy with law school.
Sullivan Street - Counting Crows
Take the way home that leads back to Sullivan Street
Cross the water and home through the town
Past the shadows that fall down wherever we meet
Pretty soon I won't come around
I'm almost drowning in her sea
She's nearly fallen to her knees
Take the way home that leads back to Sullivan Street
Where all the bodies hang on the air
If she remembers, she hides it whenever we meet
Either way now, I don't really care
I'm almost drowning in her seas
She's nearly crawling on her knees
She's down on her knees
Take the way home that leads back to Sullivan Street
I'm just another rider burned to the ground
I'm almost drowning in her sea
She's nearly crawling on her knees
It's almost everything I need
I'm down on my knees
I'm down on my knees
Saturday, May 3, 2008
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