Contracts: Condition Yellow
Only this condition yellow doesn't look so good.
I thought I knew this stuff. I still figure I have a pretty good grip on it. This despite the fact that upon reviewing the mock exam I took this morning, I must conclude that either:
1. Revision elfs changed all the brilliant answers I'd written to the wrong ones in between finishing the mock and opening the file again tonight; or
2. I have been transported into an alternate universe in which the law of contract is subtly different from what I thought it was this morning; or
3. That sign on sign on my forehead that says "DOOMED" in big black letters isn't violating any truth in advertising laws.
The positive way to spin it is that at least tonight I know how wrong I was this morning. Much like you can spin the bubonic plague as getting you closer to your life insurance policy.
Ah well. At least I'm not the only one going nuts. Buffalo Wings and Vodka has written his Christmas list for the Supreme Court. Even her confusing-to-the-point-of-malice opinion in Gasperini v. Center for Humanities, Inc. can't make me think that Justice Ginsberg deserves a Cop Rock boxed set...