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

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Teahouse Blossom
CrimLaw
SilentService
May It Please The Court
Blonde Justice
Ernie The Attorney
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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
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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.

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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 17, 2007

A long time ago in a galaxy far far away (pre-law school) I used to be a paralegal. I wasn't a litigation paralegal, but instead did research projects as needed. I, on occasion, also drafted letters for my attorney. They were simple little things, but had all the standards, "Enclosed please find...", "Pursuant to our conversation of....", all very heady stuff. My goal in drafting those letters were to mold them as closely as possible to my attorney's mindset so that I would have as few edits as possible. I saw it as a bit of a game to see how little red pen would come back to me. Fast forward to today. I find myself drafting letters. They're a tad more complex, "Reference is made to...", "Further reference is made to..." and the like. But the goal is the same. Since I'm vetting everything past my boss, I try to make it so it conforms as tightly to the standard as possible. Like the game show Press Your Luck, my mantra has become "No whammies...c'mon no whammies!" And instead of the little red creatures, I'm fearing black pen these days.

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