About Me

name: Beanie
age: 35
email: bbbeans@yahoo.com


AT THE MOMENT

Book: New York by Edward Rutherfurd

Music: 1999 by Prince

Mood: The current mood of bbbeans@yahoo.com at www.imood.com

LAWYERS

Teahouse Blossom
CrimLaw
SilentService
May It Please The Court
Blonde Justice
Ernie The Attorney
f/k/a
Lessig Blog
Evan Schaeffer's Legal Underground
Jeremy's Weblog
Begging The Question
The Neutral Zone Trap
the imbroglio
Biting Tongue
Peanut Butter Burrito
Legal Quandary
In It But Not Of It
WonL
A New Duck
Just Playin'
Res Ipsa Eloquent
How Appealing
Scoplaw
Lag Liv
Law v. Life
IPTAblog
Lowering the Bar
Bag and Baggage
The Uncivil Litigator
Will Work For Favorable Dicta
Transmogriflaw

ON THE WAY

Divine Angst
Frequent Citations
Magic Cookie
Knocked Up (and in Law School)
Butterflyfish
Mommy on the Floor
PT-LawMom
Thanks, But No Thanks
Law Ingenue
No. 634
think like a woman. act like a man.

I READ THESE TOO

the underwear drawer
Do Not Overmix
Little Lost Robot
PostSecret
Overheard in the Office
JD2B

OTHER LINKS

Jurist
Truth Laid Bear
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ARCHIVES

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Screaming Bean
Monday, April 28, 2003

I've formally accepted my job offer, after trying to get a hold of the person who offered it to me for 3 business days. Seems the person was ill and out of the office. I felt immediately guilty. I'm recovering nicely from the weekend, the foot is healing nicely. I did feel sort of stuffy and cold-like this morning...but I think it may be a combination of every flowering plant and tree being in bloom right now and having walked around Saturday in the rain and wind, and not some sort of injured foot related disease. Can you imagine if I were a hypochondriac? I would have come up with that I had some foreign variant of foot SARS. Tomorrow is my very last class of the semester, so I can start panicking now. Oh, and I need to choose classes. Evidence is a given, and I'm thinking of Trusts and Estates, or Biz Orgs. Too many choice, too much stress, bad timing...such is life.

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