Have I Gone Insane?

Today, I took Professor S. Williams' 24-hour take home test. Well, technically, I'm still taking it. I'm going to go to sleep after writing this, wake up, and then do some editing before turning it in. Anyways, here's a summary of my day:

1307: Picked up exam at S-Kern's office. I was reading the exam while walking to the library. Several other students could be seen doing the same in the hallways or just outside the law school.

1530: Finished outlining the first section of the first problem. This is what happens when you only study for two whole days instead of three or four (two days lost to drinking/laziness/hangovers).

~1700: Went to Jimmy Johns to pick up lunch. Ate lunch in the lounge while researching parts of the doctrine I didn't know and outlining the final sections of the first problem.

1826: Received text message from Nicky asking me to come to Nicks. Unfortunately for her, I belong to Swilliams right now. She can have sloppy seconds once Swilliams is through with me. She's probably fucking with me though, since the Facebook newsfeed is anouncing to the world that I'm doing a 24 hour take home test.

~2200: Finished second problem. Went home to have dinner. Saw a message on AIM from Butcher "commanding" me to go to Jungle Room. Sigh. Rittle left me a message about how he no longer liked "Suzy." Exhanged brief banter. Ate dinner while researching all the theory I didn't review that I needed to know for the last question.

2300: First signs of mental exhaustion setting in. I feel the call of the internet, Falcon 4, Rise of Nations, Battlestar Galactica, porn, more food, and sleep distracting me from the task at hand. I keep reading.

2400: Finished the "reasearch" phase of the last question. Noticed that the library would be open til 2. It's worth it. I stop at the Circle K to get a Polar Pop. Mmm. Caffiene.

0005: A law student walks by the window outside the library. He holds up a Blackberry with the words "Come to Kilroys" displayed on it. I flip him the bird.

0100: Received incedulous looks from more passerby.

0155: Time to clear out. As I'm gathering my shit, another passerby outside takes notice. He exclaims "no way" and something else as he walks by.

0158: As I leave the library, I notice another student on the leather couches outside the library. A thought occurs--if I go home, I'm not going to be able to concentrate anymore. I ask the librarian if the whole building is closing at 2. Nope. I park on the couches.

0330: Finished!

I think most objective observers outside the law school would find my behavor today to be bat shit crazy. Most law students probably understand the concept of 24 hours that determine the entire grade for a semester, but that's not much consolation. We may all be crazy, and I certainly didn't help change the anyone's mind on that count.

By this time tomorrow, if you need me, check the emergency rooms. I'm going to restore some balance in my life, and by balance, I mean alcoholism and sloth.