By the time you read this, it will all be over.
By the time I read this, I'll be in Vegas.
I'm heading out by car directly from the testing site, so I'll be missing all of the drunken revelry, but that's probably for the best. I'd just end up hitting my face on something.
I'm looking for investors for my new bar prep company. It's basically like BarBri, only you'd pay an extra thousand bucks or so to have weekly access to a real live MBE question writer, whom you would be allowed to punch in the face for up to five minutes. (We might not be able to hire more than a few real question writers, but we would be up front about the fact that we employ a couple of real question writers . . . and hundreds of actors trained to play question writers, and we wouldn't let applicants know which one they were punching, so the therapeutic effects ought to be basically the same.)
Congratulations. See you in February.