Hot Damn! Only three, count em' three days of school next week. What a bute.

Speaking of butes, I wanna go on an adventure. I'm thinking of a quasi-triathalon, involving biking, kayaking and wheelchair racing. One of those may be substituted for something else, all I'm really looking for is a full body work out: biking for the legs, kayaking for the arms, and wheelchair racing for the soul. I was also thinking about tag team races, but I haven't really thought that idea through yet.

Do you ever have guilty thoughts? What I mean is things you know are wrong but there is some underlining logic behind it, no matter how slim, that slightly provides some sort of justification. I'm not going to go into any specific details, but let's just say that I'v been beating myself up thinking about mass genocide.

Someone that is like my cousin but not really but is somehow related to me is studying Law here in Chicago. Since my padres have been gone for the past week, he came over for dinner along with my second cousin who goes to Loyola. Being a Law student, he propsed this question:
A very wealthy man with no close relatives comes into your law office one day and says, "I want to make a will." In the will he decides that upon his death, all of his wealthy, money, assets, etc. will be donated to some really good organization, like Amnesty International or the ACLU or something along those lines. He signs the will and you verify it and file it away, and he walks out the door. The next day he comes back and says, "Tear up my old will, I want to make a new one." In his new will, upon his death he wants all of his wealth, money, assets, etc. donated to the worst possible organization concievable, like the Klu Klux Klan, the American Nazi Pary, or Bush Cheney '04. He signs the will and walks out. Right before you tear up the old will you here a huge bang. You put down the will and step out of your office to see what happened. Apparently the elevator cable snapped and the emergency breaks failed, and the old man plummeted down from your 15th floor office to the basement, wear he was killed instantly upon impact. He talked to know one on his way between you office and the elevator. Shocked, you walk back into your office and sit down in your chair. There in front of you are the two wills, both completely intact.
Which one do you tear up, the first one and let all of his money go to the bad organization, or the second one and give it all to the good organization? Both wills are signed and complete. No one other than you and the old man knew that the second will was made. Do you honor his last wishes, or do the ethicly right thing. Remember, you are a lawyer, whose emotions are supposed to be left out of his or her's work. The amount of money to be given away in the will was very sizable, and would make a big difference to the organization it was given to.
Chew on that one Oprah.