Pal's Indiscretion During Class Leads to Full Breach of Poker Face Rule

I'm doing OK here, but things have been pretty crazy. I have a feeling I'll be running around like a loony toon for the next month at least. I'll be interviewing for summer associateships in the next few weeks, which is a huge, time-consuming, stressful thing. In addition, I've got commitments for Law Journal, have to edit two chapters of a treatise for the Prof I work for, all my other classes, and Clinic. Clinic is by far the biggest commitment so far, as we actually "bill" hours, and are expected to bill 19-20 hours per week. Also, I spent a lot of time earlier this week working on the dress and outfit for that fashion show, which went over well, I'm told. Someone offered to buy the dress. I emailed her to ask for an offer, but am also thinking about selling it on ebay, depending on what the offer is.

Anyway, I didn't begin writing this post to whine about how busy I am & blahblahblah... No, I wrote to complain about Matt and Geoff's indiscretion in Criminal Procedure today. First of all, I told those guys straight up we shouldn't sit together, because we do have occasional poker face issues when we instant message each other during class. It's much safer if we sit separately, so if someone writes something funny, we can just put a hand over our faces and chuckle silently without attracting attention. No one should be writing funny during class precisely because of these moments. Of course, the reason we instant message is to flesh out the issues being discussed, to clarify points the professor is making, and to otherwise enhance our learning experience. OK, so. When I arrived in class, Matt & Geoff had saved a seat for me right next to them. When I tried to pretend that I had never seen them before in my life and discretely grab a seat in the back row, they harassed me for ignoring them. So, I pack up my stuff and move up. Now you must picture the three of us sitting smack dab in the middle of the class. Front and center. Nice work, guys. Seriously.

So, we made it through the first class without any issues. Today, however, Matt made a comment over IM that I swear to God, was so damn funny I thought I was going to split my guts. The three of us instantly dropped our heads, put our hands over our mouths, and our shoulders shook violently as we tried to keep our laughter inside. I had to pretend to cough. It was a total breakdown. Luckily, our prof was busy tearing someone apart up at the front of the room, and (I hope?) was so distracted he didn't see us, even though the silent convulsions and inescapable smirks lasted for several minutes. Finally, we were able to compose ourselves somewhat. But any time I stole a glance at Geoff out of the corner of my eye, or something would happen that alluded to the comment, it set me off again. When I started snickering or shaking with laughter, I could see that it set Geoff, off, too, and then that made me giggle even harder. The last half hour of class was hell. I had to stop looking at those guys, and I closed out of IM completely. I tried to stare ever so intently at my book. Somehow, we made it though the crisis without getting busted.

Matt, you owe us some beers, man.