About Me

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


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Book: New York by Edward Rutherfurd

Music: 1999 by Prince

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May It Please The Court
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Law v. Life
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Knocked Up (and in Law School)
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Mommy on the Floor
PT-LawMom
Thanks, But No Thanks
Law Ingenue
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think like a woman. act like a man.

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Do Not Overmix
Little Lost Robot
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Overheard in the Office
JD2B

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Screaming Bean
Tuesday, April 13, 2004

Have you ever had one of those evenings where you stayed up late not because you absolutely had to read, but you got reading and before you knew it it was 2am? Amazing but true. However, when one of those evenings is followed by an 8am class, this does not bode well for my continued consciousness while in class. Oh, I won't fall asleep now at 8:30, but come 2 or 3 this afternoon, my head and the desk will be connecting. The problem today arose when I was in that half-awake state, wandering about the home trying to get ready for class. I have cured the majority of this by packing my bags the night before, but when things don't work out the way you expect... For instance, I picked up my bag this morning that was lying against a closet door. Upon this simple action, I removed the bottom hinge pin to the closet. This was a definitely unexpected consequence. A normal awake person might question this out loud...an angry person might swear at said door. I, in that sleepy state of mind proceeded to stare at the door. I did this for about a minute, trying to comprehend what just happened. Once this processed, I was able to replace the pin and go about my business. Though looking back at it now, how the hell did I do that?

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