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
Tuesday, December 05, 2006

There was a dusting of snow on the ground this morning when I got up. This seemed to have the immediate result of freaking out everyone in a 50 mile radius of my home. By the time I left the house for work, our streets were salted and in some cases actually dry, but people were driving as if they were oiled. Of course, I still wasn't actually late for work, but I understand a lot of people were.

The word is out at work that I'm up for grabs (so to speak) and departments are trying to put a claim on me. Not as an attorney mind you, but as an all-around helper. I might be a secretary, I might be someone else's assistant, all I know is I'm going to be a nomad. No real phone, no real desk, just here there and everywhere, and that depresses me. More than once this week I've thought about just plain not showing up, but I'm not that sort of worker. My ambition is fleeing with every passing day, because I just get the impression that I'm seen here as a chump that needs a check. While that's not untrue, I have ambitions and skills far beyond the standard temp, and have now worked here 7 months. Was it really necessary to remind me yesterday that because of my temp status I won't be getting a bonus? *sigh*

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