Cure for Insomnia:

[ciroccoj]

Read the Rules of Professional Conduct of the Law Society of Upper Canada (aptly called LSUC).

Trust me. It's unbelievably soporific.

On the agenda for today,

• "Lawyers as Counselors: a Client-Centred Approach"
  
• Communications Theory: Effective Listening and Types of Questions
  
• Communications Theory: Culture and Communication
  
• Interview Theory
  
• Communications Theory
  
• ADR class
  

Oh and thanks, bear, I had almost forgotten these:

1. I modelled nude for an art class a few times
   True. I even modelled while pregnant, much to their delight, since apparently they hadn't had a lot of pregnant models. I also took part in the class, drawing other people when I wasn't modelling.
   
   I learned that I could indeed hold still for 180 minutes at a time with a 10-minute break, that resting on an elbow for 180 minutes doens't hurt after you go numb, and that a wall painted flat beige does have lots of features when you have nothing else to look at for 180 mintues.
   
   
2. I applied, but was not accepted, into the Masters of Education program at Queen's
   False. I was not accepted, but that is because I took the application, tried in vain to psych myself up for yet another degree, then decided I'd rather be boiled in chicken stock than do a Master's. Never even filled it in past my name.
   
   
3. I once played tag through the halls of Caer Carnavron, the castle where the Prince of Wales is crowned
   True, and very, very cool. I was in England with my youth choir for two weeks for the Shrewsbury Music Festival, and we visited Caer Carnavron while we were in Wales.
   
   
4. I once achieved the highest score of any female participant in North America in a high school math contest
   True. And I only did it to get out of French class.
   
   I don't know how many people actually took part in the contest, though, because it was only 6 questions long and I got 5 right. Surely if thousands of people were taking it, some other girl would've scored 6/6.
   
   
5. I failed my second year statistics class in university
   Also true, ironically enough considering the above. I hated stats with desperate passion and could not force myself to do the blindingly simple homework. I walked out of the exam room when I realized that the only answer I had for the question, "Describe the properties of a normal distribution" was "It looks like a hat."
   
   Took it again the next year and squeezed through with a 57%.
   

Comments

[kaylarudbek.livejournal.com]

Dang. We should send you my ADR professor. She's good and makes it interesting. Of course, the rough draft of her book is driving us all nuts, but oh well...

[ciroccoj.livejournal.com]

Actually, our ADR profs aren't bad. When we're actually in class, it's fun. But a lot of the course materials are online and are wildly unorganized (eg, today's readings had links pointing to them, but the links went nowhere). And what there is to read is such a mess of mixed metaphors and utterly meaningless and confusing fact patterns used to illustrate blindingly simple concepts that... feh.

Makes my head hurt just thinking about it.