Well the kid finished the Bar. Now the anxiety sets in. This past week was a Monday through Wednesday hell-a-thon, fortunately Wednesday night I shut down a few of my favorite Jacktown watering-holes. I have to say, despite my anxious thoughts regarding the Bar exam, I feel ok. Its like Rocky just wanting to go the distance. Being done with that son of a bitch is almost enough. Last summer I was not ready and knew I couldn’t do it. This time, I put the study in, I accepted my fate and dove head first. Hopefully, its enough, but life is a fucking crap-shoot, and I’ve never been a good shooter. So, cats and kitten, gimme 8 the Hard Way and a twenty dollar ace-deuce; I’m done and ready for the next adventure.
