So there are roughly 4 months left before I graduate, get married to the love of my life, and begin to study for the GRE, LSAT, and possibly another plethora of graduate school exams to determine where I'll be headed for the next period in my life. Strangely, I have become very comfortable with the ever-shifting quality of life that senior year here at the University has introduced me to (i.e., an average of 3-4 hours of sleep a night, writing massive essays within a span of a few days, and preparing for presentations covering extremely advanced topics the night before). As I type this up, I'm prepping for a presentation of Voltaire's Candi