Like a million tiny clothespins tugging at your face

Here, in graphical form, is my impression of today's MPRE: The only thing worse than taking the test is waiting for five weeks to see if I passed it. So far, in the first week of December I am scheduled to:

(a) take finals (b) find out whether I have a job next year or not (c) find out whether we won our motion or not, and (d) find out whether the state bar association considers me ethical enough to become a lawyer.

I'm really looking forward to that week. If you need me, I'll be laying in bed and watching season one of Lost on DVD while I feel sorry for myself.