134 miles northwest of SB (give or take a few), we asked exactly the same questions at orientation, promptly forgot everyones' names, and then had to spend the next two weeks relearning what we had learned the first day. And awkward could be defined as having to ask "what's your name again" after spending fourteen days with a person. Thank god for mandatory in class name-tags.

I had hoped that law school would start with a let's-ease-you-in-gradually approach, but with several hundred more students, our school (or at least my section) must figure it can afford to drive out a couple of people in the first weeks. Still, I've been surprised and pleased at how friendly everyone is. I was expecting swaggering master-of-the universe types, but instead, most everyone is lovely. There is, of course, that guy who insists on enlightening us as to his (admittedly not as stupid as you would hope) opinion twice every class. Luckily, reading vast swaths of the Federal Rules of Civil Procedure, while mind numbingly boring, is actually a great bonding mechanism. Because nothing says "will you be my friend" like "did anyone understand section B of rule 15?"*

*Just in case you're dying to know, that's the one that reads:

A party may join two claims even though one of them is contingent on the disposition of the other; but the court may grant relief only in accordance with the parties' relative substantive rights. In particular, a plaintiff may state a claim for money and a claim to set aside a conveyance that is fraudulent as to that plaintiff, without first obtaining a judgment for the money.