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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Teahouse Blossom
CrimLaw
SilentService
May It Please The Court
Blonde Justice
Ernie The Attorney
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Lessig Blog
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Begging The Question
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Legal Quandary
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How Appealing
Scoplaw
Lag Liv
Law v. Life
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Lowering the Bar
Bag and Baggage
The Uncivil Litigator
Will Work For Favorable Dicta
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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.

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

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Screaming Bean
Wednesday, January 04, 2006

Yes, I watched the Orange Bowl last night. All nearly 5 hours of the sucker. And it burned out any want to watch the Rose Bowl tonight. Going in I can't say I had any strong feelings about it one way or another...it would have been nice to see FSU win only because PSU was so heavily favored. And so I watched, and watched, went to bed, watched in bed, watched some more, nearly fell asleep a couple times, watched bad kicking, watched it go into overtime, watched some more bad kicking, watched another overtime...you get the picture. By the 2nd overtime I could have given a damn who actually won the sucker, I just wanted it over. It wasn't terribly stellar football, I kept expecting to watch band members start passing out in the stands due to the heat...what the hell is with the Navy-looking uniforms for the Penn State band? By the third go around the crowd shots of bleary eyes and stifled yawns was more fun than the game. Why didn't I change the channel? Cause I had watched that much freakin football that I had to see it to the end...that and I really had no better thing to do.