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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ARCHIVES

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Screaming Bean
Friday, November 17, 2006

I'm truly official. It came in the mail yesterday and said that it wasn't a hallucination, I did actually pass. That ominous language regarding reliability of scores on the lookup screen can be ignored now. And in a pleasant turn of events, my MBE score included in the report is high enough for me to waive into the District of Columbia if I so choose. Time to look in the couch cushions for an extra $800. And in proving the statement that everything happens for a reason, I found out yesterday that my services in my current position will not be needed after December 31. To which I nearly blurted out, "Well this is a fine time to tell me, right before the holidays." Biting one's tongue that hard hurts. So instead, I will need to schmooze my way around our little celebratory party tonight here at the firm and make sure everyone I've worked with knows that I'm being shown the door. Network baby network. The signs are pointing to something, I just have to figure out what.