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

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Truth Laid Bear
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Screaming Bean
Wednesday, November 08, 2006

I'll admit, I had fun last night watching the results come in. I'm a news junkie, I'll be the first to tell you that. So I was in a good mood going into work this morning. That being said, to the woman driving the Toyota I was following this morning, you don't know how close you came to getting a mascara wand in your eye. Yes, I saw you putting on your mascara at each of the two lights I had the misfortune to be stuck behind you. You had to put it back in the tube every time the light turned green, once you realized it was green that is...leaving me to call you not nice things. But, and this is where you should thank me, I came --><-- this close to blowing my horn in the middle of the red light, just to watch you jab yourself in the eye with your mascara. Yeah it's evil I know, but you deserved it. And yet, I didn't do it. Call it the pleasant afterglow from the election, but I just let you drive on oblivious. Next time, you won't be so lucky. Consider yourself warned.