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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Screaming Bean
Tuesday, September 13, 2005

My spouse's classmates, being the nice sort of people asked about me during the first days of class. They all know I sat for the Bar in July and were wondering how life has been going since that milestone. The answer was, "Beanie is doing okay." However, a theory was floated by my spouse that there is a great untreated group of former law students suffering from Bar Depression. Here we've put off a great deal of our life, not only for the Bar Exam, but through law school in general. For those of us who weren't successful enough to get a job lined up before the exam, there is a great miasma of uncertainty floating about our heads. We're sort of lawyers, but not really, and we have alot of things going for us now with all this free time but no ambition to do any of it. In some book somewhere this must all add up to a depressive state. In a way, it's a relief to give this feeling a label even if I don't know what to do with it now that I've put it in a box.

handed down by Beanie at 1:21 PM || |