no more wet feet!

I hit up meine Mutti for some money a couple days ago to buy boots that don't have holes in them. K was very gracious and zipped me some dosh over the past couple weeks, but that was for rent, not the pursuit of dry feet.

I love my little black half-boots, but they have big holes in them. Holiness in, say, saints, is often fine, but somewhat less so in boots. I've been making do and playing a Scot, but in order to have warm *wet* feet and brush things off in the Scottish manner - by claiming och, it's bracing -- you need real wool socks, and I just can't knit wool socks quickly enough (or, these days, much at all), and, blah blah blah -- Sidra need new boots.

Not to mention boots for winter, which I faked my way through last year without, and really didn't want to do again this year. (What I *want* are a pair of proper mukluks, but I'll make do.)

So, Mutti say 'ja', and Sidra get new boots (and a pair of winter boots, too). My new black half-boots look startingly like the old ones, oddly enough.

And, lo, I was outdoors in the rain to go bootshopping yesterday morning, and my feet got soaked in my old boots mit holes, and it was still raining when I left the shoe store with dry feet and new boots on and my feet stayed dry! And they kept staying dry! Hooray for dry feet!

Oh, the little things in life.

I think I might be done for the weekend

I may actually be at something resembling loose ends, which is silly considering I read three Nero Wolfe books this weekend.

Legal research and writing paper mostly done, instead of working on journal paper. I'm jumping the gun on the LRW paper, but I think the timing made sense. Next weekend will be all journal paper, all the time, 25 page draft due Monday the 24th. I'm already at 9 pages from last weekend.

The weekend after next will be all indigenous peoples' rights paper, all the time, but I don't have a page count I'm supposed to be at for *that* first draft.

Indigenous peoples' rights reading for this week finished.

Evidence and Patent notes blogging, done (Friday). (psthelaw.blogspot.com) (Told Prof ** on Thursday about State v. Smeagol writeup I did when studying for my Criminal Law final last year, to much amusement.)

Intl. Env. Law reading finished (Friday). Need to re-skim some material tomorrow in the ack emma, so I can talk about marine oil pollution intelligently.

Stayed up late last night and wrote a first pass at my legal resume, though I didn't find a piece of paper with the name of my scholarship on it until today. Sent the resume to the career services office to have them look at it for me and offer suggestions. Prof ** pointed out I'll want to be careful to not get pigenholed as a techie lawyer, since it's my fallback position and not my core interest, especially since I'll be taking the patent exam sometime in the next 9 months.

Selected the Boston Review as the market for a poem written some time ago.

Spent money on footwear. Dry feet!

So, now what?

I could flip through the cases for our exam on the 27th. Or, review Evidence for the online quiz that starts tomorrow.

Or...my hand doesn't hurt, or, not too much, maybe I'll...hm...maybe I'll knit.

Further bulletins as events warrant. Or not.