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
Monday, July 19, 2004

I realize I haven't spoken much about my job this summer.  This is because there hasn't been much to tell.  It is honestly less fulfilling than my desk jockey job last summer, mostly because it doesn't pay as well.  I've been doing about the same amount of work.  The project I had been working on finally needed some sort of denouement, so I handed in a draft Friday.  That led me to asking for a new project this morning. That led to ½ hour of me sitting on my butt waiting for someone to get their crap together. I was getting paid for this butt numbing experience though.  My draft, supposedly was to be a memo.  That's not what the assignment said.  I've been sort of taken off the project now, but I don't mind.  However, I have to give over copies of all the cases I pulled. Seeing as how I was saving trees to this point, I have no copies. Lawyers, the worst environmentalists ever.  So I'll spend about an hour with the trusty printers and produce utter tripe.  Yup, I love my job.

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