JULY.

I didn't realize it was July until I ordered something at a local art store this afternoon. The clerk asked me what the date was while he was filling out the order form; I was a bit surprised when I looked at the date on my cell phone.

July. The same month as the bar exam. This means that I can't use the "Well, it's just June" excuse anymore.

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On an unrelated note, I've been to Picante's, a Mexican restaurant in Berkeley, a few times now. Up until now I've found the service to be great, but the food to be mediocre. They were serving brunch today, and it was the best food I have had there yet.