No more Property!

No more Property! No More Property! NO!! MORE!! PROPERTY!!!!

I had a brief encounter with the fear this morning (*huge wash of gratitude for all the support!*), and, while it passed, I'm still having difficulty right now internalizing the fact that Property is over. It's over. No more relativity of title. No more takings. No more covenants running with the land (I wound up not using the Gilberts estimation, incidentally). No more frickin' Rule Against Perpetuities. No more watching Professor Property berate those poor souls who still bother to raise their hands, or fawn over the folks who rhapsodized about legal revolution.

I should be riding a wave right now. And yet I'm mostly just tired.

Not crushed, not borderline depressive, not anything nasty like last semester. I feel rather like I'm leaving the gym. Good workout. Now I could use a shower and a nap. The test itself was unpleasant, but not unprecedented given the number of practice exams I did yesterday. No panic. Slight difficulty focusing every so often when things just got too dense, but I stayed in control and managed to finish with enough time left to review my answers. They looked passable. It's anyone's guess whether they actually are. It's not worth wondering, right now.

I'm meeting up with some old friends for dinner and drinks, which should help revivify me nicely. They're running late, which in turn gives me some time to get more work done on my Edie outline. Edie is in two days. I should probably worry or something.

Nah. I just need a glass of wine and a good night's rest; tomorrow, as with any good workout, my energy should come right back.

thus spake /jca @ May 5, 2003 05:39 PM