UVillage Zoka

U Village Zoka is a total study place and there are no conversations going on around me right now. Even the couple used their version of sign language to communicate a need for a jacket. Oh yeah it's gorgeous outside, but pant and long sleeve doable inside.
I'm sitting at the head of a long table in a chair that suggests royalty. Purple, padded and just amusing. I'm studying hard, my hands are sore as is my back. studying for the bar exam is consumes my life because even when I'm not studying, I should be.
Pleasantly, today instead of obnoxious distraction of either stupid conversation or distracting conversation (Chocolati has had women exploring bisexuality and a woman conveying to her friends that her husband had decided their marriage just really wasn't the effort) I have had eye candy. The woman I thought was more attractive, but the other woman is still here. Proving to me once again that I am such a sucker for a nice smile. She's probably too young, may be to straight as well (but may not, one of those that could go either way for me). But it doesn't matter because today, we're in this thing together. We smile knowingly at the idea that it would be nice to be outside playing in the sun. Instead we are fighting the fight to gain knowledge. Here with her multi colored highlighters, books, folders computer, and various beverage containers. Me with my legal pads (oh yeah, they're even legal size), outlines, binder, computer, vent for my computer, and endless hope that maybe, just maybe all this will somehow find a way into my brain just long enough to be able to pass the bar on the first try.