maybe the cab will come now

i'm in the best/worst hotel i've ever stayed in, waiting for one of two taxis i've called today. the reason i had to call a taxi is because michele and liz have taken my car (shh! don't tell mom!) in order to visit all the schools they're hoping to apply to for grad school.

unfortunately, at the same time i'm writing this, the live confirmation hearings of samuel alito are on. the opening remarks are being made, and it's like watching the most important sports championship ever played. it's horrible to see. all i want is to shut it up and just sit on the couch and read my book, because i just can't stand the idea of things that are very real and happening and here. that's vague and sort of lame, but that's really how i feel. i'd rather see the end of the game than the opening play.

i'm seeing some great senators, though. so far, two of them i've liked and one of them i've disliked. maybe not all senators are bloodthirsty, are they? are they all? this is more a topic for monsterbeard, i think.

i'm tired of being away. i like chicago very much, and it's been very nice to spend time doing things i wouldn't normally get to do, but i miss my bed and my things, and i have to get in a few days of rest before law school starts, this one last time. there are so many things that will and must happen in the next year, and i feel like i'm just sitting on the brink of it.