I am sitting here staring at a semi-blank screen as I try to write a paper for Military Law. Always overly ambitious, I intended to start this paper last night, after my Constitutional Law I exam. Ha!!!! What followed that exam was some errands, wine, ice cream, and catching up on episodes of the tv show 30 Rock. Pretty much a perfect evening, in other words. Oh, did I also mention that I woke up promptly at 2:00 p.m. today? (I SWEAR law students
Now I sit, researching and writing on the topic of "The Jeffrey MacDonald Fort Bragg Murder Case: Cleared by an Army Article 32 Investigation, Convicted in Federal Court" and frankly kids, it's giving me the creeps. The same kind of "creeps" I get after watching American Justice all alone; who woulda thought the written word could produce the same effect? Well, it can! Especially these old and creepy police documents.
Okay, I know, I know- you're getting the point, even without all the gory details. Which are gory, trust me.
Anyway, I'm writing this, alone in my apartment, peeking around corners and using my cat's ears as radar to detect any intruders. Old Trusty, I should have named him.
Wish me luck and blessings from the writing goddess.