3.32 pm
The boy and I ran our first ten minute mile on Monday. More like 9 minutes and 58 seconds, but who's counting? By Tuesday we were back to eleven minutes miles. I don't even want to talk about this morning's run.

Monday morning I also had a piece of carrot cake before we went out running. Just a small piece - enough to keep me reasonably not hungry until we had gone running and showered and washed the mountain of dishes in the sink and made real breakfast.

I suspect there may be a connection, but I'll have to make more carrot cake in order to test the validity of my theory.

4.11 pm
I am almost done with law school. My last final is finished (and with any luck, won't be graded until after Commencement), and my final paper is about done with the research stage and ready to be outlined and sent off to the professor for comments over the weekend. I will start writing Sunday or Monday, and with any luck be finished by the time the family shows up next week. If not, I will send them all off to Alcatraz for the day while I frantically finish the darn thing.

I am using almost my entire allotment of graduation tickets. This amazes me. I don't want to sit in the sun for three hours listening to people I don't know tell my graduating class how awesome we are and how much we're going to need that awesomeness in the shrinking-by-the-minute legal market. (I skipped my undergrad graduation for this reason and maybe missed hearing Eckerd's only famous graduate speak - but that's neither here nor there.) It amazes me that friends and family actually want to come to this thing. Of course, I did promise them all beer at Triple Rock afterward...