Saturday, November 20, 2010

This name appears on the pass list

(that is all for now)

Friday, November 19, 2010

From out of the ether

California Bar results come out at 6pm today, folks.
Obviously, I'm so nervous I could vomit.

Here's a piece of advice for all of you young 'uns: If you are consumed by anxiety before the bar results come out, medicating with wine might seem like the answer. And it is a great answer, at the time. The trouble comes along about the same time your alarm clock does, and heaves itself like the big ugly mess of hangover that it is right on top of your morning.

Gross. Because waiting for results didn't make me want to throw up anyway.


Further blogging to follow, when I am in a better physical, mental, and emotional state. I'm trying to get my head around all the feelings that are swirling around right now, if for nothing else, then at least to get a decent blog post out of it.

Until then, yours in the paralyzing fear of failure,

NB

Saturday, November 06, 2010

Law School Roundup #245

...in which I return from hibernation.
Seriously, guys, I'm sorry. I fell off the face of the blogging earth. I will come back, and with updates---promise. Just not today. But I promise to make an effort.

On that note, Evan Schaeffer and I are looking for a witty, charming, responsible and altogether fantastic person to start hosting the bi-weekly lawschool roundup. Is that you? Are you sure? Fame, accolades, and absolutely no monetary rewards will surely follow.

Your much delayed Law School Roundup, with love, from me (the Oct 25-Nov 1 edition):

Real Life: And Southie. And murder trials. (oh hay its kk)

Swimming with fishes: On goldfish care (Surviving Law School as a Single Mom)

The 99: You know. Islam. Superheros. Standard Tuesday. (The Reasonably Prudent Law Student)

Back When: Nostalgia for studenthoods past (New Kid on the Hallway)

Beep: Metal detectors, now for the general public (Exhibit L)

In this day and age: Scary cause its true (Luke Gilman)

Full Service: Clients are awesome (Paralegal Hell)


Finally, if you are a new law school blogger, and you're feeling neglected: do email me, and I'll gladly add you to the blogroll. Welcome to the club!

All rights reserved to my snotty and generally self-deprecating writing. And if your comments bother me, I'll delete them. That's right, pumpkin.
...How dreary—to be—Somebody!
How public—like a Frog—
To tell one's name—the livelong June—
To an admiring Bog!
-- Emily Dickinson