That Awkward Third Wheel: Reality

The chickens are slightly restless. Spring Break is a week away and thank god for that. I've noticed lawyers are DRAMA QUEENS...or maybe all people are, but it seems law students, and lawyers have a knack for creating drama out of nothing. I'm looking forward to the break from school and a step back into what I like to call the real world. But honestly, it's not the real world. It's my attempt to regain that fantasy I once had. I'm not sure when reality so rudely joined my party called life. But it's definitely looming there, strangely sitting at the side of the table at lunch. Looking on while I attempt to window-shop. This is my first year since dating Mr B that we haven't planned some great trip at break. Why is this? That bitch reality just had to step in and be a third wheel to our adventures. He's got a job, and neither of us have the money. Damn you reality. It could be worse though. We are going to try to take a weekend trip to the coast, camp and surf. Naturally I thought to check the weather, and as of right now it's supposed to be pouring rain. My only hope is the weather man continues to be horrible at predicting weather more than two days in advance.
Reality is awkwardly looming around my generation. A friend of mine just joyously quit working at HEB so she can work at Home Depot. I'm sure if you'd asked her what she planned on doing after undergrad, she wouldn't have said work at Home Depot. Another one of my friends is hunting for a job. She was laid off at Christmas. That's sweet isn't it? My compadres in combat are gleefully taking any unpaid internship they can finagle knowing last year lowly 2Ls couldn't even work for free. No one was hiring. It's just kinda weird to look up and see reality sitting in what used to be a joyously empty chair. I'm not necessarily complaining, just noticing how quickly it seems to happen and how you just can't seem to shake it.

I think part of what's driving the chickens bonkers is the lack of what seems like philosophical and strategic law classes and the overflow of business-esque classes. The chickens are not pleased. They hear profit margin blah blah blah and see the charts depicting the large loans to little assets (thanks profs, great examples) and just start clucking widely. Mr Monkey is busy trying to find those dusty rusty cabinets holding anything business class related. Something about basic accounting from how many years ago? Know there were some files on that from high school. This is one of those times that Mr Monkey and the Chickens agree. Insanity...it will ensue. Mr Monkey's only savior is when information from that one law class that seems actually on topic comes rolling in. At least some stuff goes in the current filing cabinets!

So the downer moods, I blame business classes. What kind of cruel harpie makes you take Tax and Accounting and Business planning during a ginormous recession?! Come now people, I don't want to look at stocks and analyze business growth (hahaahaha). I mean, yes, I need to know the law behind this stuff, but could we put it off a bit longer? Maybe someone will find a magic bean and the economy will recover and those assets to liability charts will look glorious!

Until that magic bean is found, I'm going to continue to smile politely at that little bitch called Reality. Thanks for inviting yourself. Oh no! You're not crashing anything!