Hello, Internets!

Following Boopsie's accusations of fresh lollybloggery, I am taking a minute out of the salt mines of international law to refresh you all on my momentous life. Here goes.

Yesterday (i.e. Friday) there was much joy and also much sadness. Joy occurred because not only did I not egregiously bomb my research methods exam (hooray!) I also went snowboarding on the hill in the park across the river, and some enterprising souls had built jumps! I went off a few of the wee ones, yes, even though it was dark. It's OK, Mum, I'm fine. So are Jacob, Mike, Metro Justin II (distinct from last year's Metro Justin I), Danielle, and Brittany, and we sat about and had a hot chocolate afterwards. Notl and Katherine got to see me in my snowboarding finery before I left, too. They should feel privileged.

But then I got back and checked my e-mail quickly before bed, to discover that John Spencer, the beloved Leo of The West Wing fame, just passed away of a heart attack. This is the end of an era for me, because that show's humour, intelligence, and high ideals played a role in putting me on the path I'm on now. Now I need to sustain the interests on my own, but the creation of those interests was partly due to The West Wing. Richard Schiff, a.k.a. Toby, said Mr. Spencer was "one of those rare combinations of divinely gifted and incredibly generous. There are very few personal treasures that you put in your knapsack to carry with you for the rest of your life, and he's one of those."

Back to cheery now, OK? Notl slept over, which was excellent fun, and the little squadron of us sat around in the morning eating egg-o-muffins and drinking coffee. It was very civilized and nice. Notl brings the class, see?

Law is looking marginally less terrifying after a good evening of studying, and it helps that after a big excursion to the St. Laurent mall today my Christmas shopping is more or less under control. However, I still have work to do, so I'm going to toddle off now and, uh, do it. Anybody want to flesh out my definition of amicus curiae? "Um, friend of the court" just isn't cutting it for me. Bonsoir, tout le monde!