Bugs Unbound

Here is a picture of Bugs that it is impossible to resist posting.

But the real question is, what am I doing here? instead of studying for the bar exam?  Which is coming up looming in nineteen days and counting?

Come with me to the bar exam.

You know.  Misery loves company.

I give you the dreaded multiple-choice portion.  First a fact-pattern, followed by four possible answers.  Each one screwier than the next.  Answer the question.  You have 1.4 minutes in which to do so.

QUESTION ONE

Yesterday was July 10th.  Three weeks hence from yesterday, this writer will be taking the final portion of the two-day exam.  Sixteen days remain, then, in which to study.

Starting this past April 19th, the writer completed outlining the six areas of the law that are tested in the multiple-choice portion of the exam.  In addition, she has finished outlining all of the fourteen other essay subjects.  Each of these twenty outlines has been committed to the iPod, and is reviewed on a continuing basis.

For four of the six multiple-choice areas, she has also completed studying as many of the multiple-choice practice questions as she can choke down.  That would be approximately 675, give or take.  [–Ed.:  Take ‘em.  They’re yours.]

To date, for one of the two multiple-choice areas that remain undone as of this writing, she has to do only three remaining practice-questions to complete today’s scheduled study-plan.  By this evening, she will have completed five of the six multiple-choice areas.  The last multiple-choice study portion she plans on finishing by close of business this Saturday July 13th.

Starting Sunday, she plans to begin practice-drills for the fourteen essay subjects.  She is allowing seven days for this study portion.  She intends to do as many practice essays as she can manage, for two areas of the law per day.

Then, starting Sunday July 21st, she will begin time-trials for both the multiple-choice and the essay portions.  She is allowing six days for this study-part.

One day, Saturday July 27th, remains to drill on the performance-test portion of the exam.

Sunday July 28th she plans on doing exactly NOTHING.  Well, make that packing an overnight bag.  Doing a list for the praise-the-lord-and-let-me-hear-hallelujah for our lovely cat-sitter.  Dar, it’s the end of the month, so make that paying bills too.
This constitutes “NOTHING.”  [–Ed.:  What a life. ]

Monday July 29th she kisses the boys goodbye, puts her loyal jalopy into the shop for its annual wellness check-up, rents a car with air-conditioning, and drives the 190.86 miles to Little Rock.

Tuesday July 30th : D-Day.  Six hours of the essay and performance-test portion.

Wednesday July 31st : D-Day Plus One.  Six hours of the multiple-choice portion.

Wednesday evening she comes home.

Which is the best justification or excuse for why the writer is posting now instead of studying?

(A)    The writer no longer understands the nature and consequences of her acts and she has succumbed to irresistible impulse.  The court will appoint a guardian to manage her affairs, unless the advance health-care document, in which the writer designated her agent at a time when she did have the capacity to do so, controls in this situation.  If it does, then the agent designated there may be appointed guardian here as well.  The court will probably adopt that approach, unless there are any objections.  By this blog-post, the designated agent should take notice that she should seek legal counsel, on her own behalf, immediately.

(B)    The writer no longer understands the nature and consequences of her acts and she has succumbed to irresistible impulse.    Had she retained sanity, she would have known that Bugs, dignified gentleman cat that he is, would be sorely damaged by this crass invasion of his privacy.  It is therefore foreseeable that Bugs will insist on instituting a tort action against the writer’s estate.  Bugs’s attorney should discourage this course, because the estate is an empty pocket and is, therefore, judgment-proof.

(C)    The writer is hanging on to a few shreds of contact with reality. She believes that she retains capacity to complete the remaining three questions of the day, clean out the fridge, serve the boys dinner, serve herself dinner, and wash the dishes before mustering in for mandatory sack-time.  This may be a fond hope.  The jury is out.

(D)    The days don’t add up.  Therefore, there is no good, let alone best, justification or excuse.

[–Ed.:  The exam is graded on a curve.  There’s not much math on it.  That’s the only hope.]