Gabby, the youngest pig, has developed the most annoying habit. She screams at the top of her lungs whenever one of the others comes within about a foot of her. And it is that nasty "Oh my God, something is trying to kill me!" type scream. Although I have been busy lately with exams and whatnot, I have not noticed any fighting or anything. It seems to be status quo in the cage except Gabby's newest antic. I hope this phase passes quickly because it is getting on my nerves. And it...

I really hate the weeks before exams. I really start feeling the burnout and this is not the time for that to happen. And my schedule is not that bad, really. It could be better. I have two more intense classes and two easier classes. I should have dropped Criminal Procedure II. I did well in Crim. Pro. I, but found out the professor is more concerned with us knowing case names more than anything else. The more case names you stuffed in your answer, the better your grade. I see no point...

Are no fun. They need even more information although I send in my life story already. Apparently 4 traffic tickets in 16 years shows an "apparent disregard for the laws of this State" and they need an explanation on this issue. Geez, I wonder what they said to the guy with 15 tickets in 2 years...

And I get to do this again when I apply to take the Kansas/Missouri bar in February. Oh yay. Oh yeah, and possibly reciprocity in Nebraska, who gave my friend 2 months' worth...

I want to advocate for those of us with Asperger's and other forms of autism, but I cringe at people's perceptions of us.

"Oh, like Rain Man." No, we are not all like Rain Man. He was a savant, which is very rare. 80% of autistics are high-functioning, meaning we have the abilities need to make it in the big, wide world. Nor am I retarded. A few autistic people are, which is unfortunate. But those of us with Asperger's Syndrome and high functioning autism are often...

You do not realize how diverse their personalities are until you own them.

Dearly departed Bunny was a sweet old pig. She was really in touch with us and enjoyed human company as much as Cloudy's. She would come say "hi" to us and enjoy a scratch behind the ears instead of running in fear. She hardly ever made a sound and when she did it was very hoarse and quiet. We never knew why because she was never found to have throat problems. She took it easy, never one to run...