About Me

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


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Book: New York by Edward Rutherfurd

Music: 1999 by Prince

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

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Teahouse Blossom
CrimLaw
SilentService
May It Please The Court
Blonde Justice
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Lessig Blog
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Biting Tongue
Peanut Butter Burrito
Legal Quandary
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Res Ipsa Eloquent
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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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
Thursday, August 03, 2006

Now with all this time on my hands, I find myself quite contemplative about the future. I'm over a year out of law school now, and where am I? I have a temp job, still haven't passed the stupid bar exam, and am losing whatever legal skills I had, though maintaining my kick ass typing ones. I can now play golf. I drink more wine. My house still needs cleaning. I now pay my student loans.

But really, it's all terribly depressing. I have no prospects. It's hard to be cheerful and perky every day. And where I'm working now wouldn't hire me as an attorney if I were the last one on the planet. And it's not that I don't have a good work ethic. I'm well liked here. It's just my stupid transcript. Makes me want to bang my head against the monitor repeatedly. And the worst part? People won't hire me as a paralegal because they see me leaving as soon as I get my bar results. Because you know, for me the bar is such a foregone conclusion. *cough cough*

Anyway, before I am forced to go get a donut to drown my sorrows, I'll stop writing this drivel. Hope I haven't scared off my newly found readers...I actually set a record for me this week in new readership. Keep reading, and I'll try to get out of this funk.