September 6, 2007
After taking a phone call from a prospective client for a criminal defense matter (the fact-gathering interview has already taken place):
Faith: (to supervising attorney) Could this guy BE any guiltier?
Yes, if I’m going to practice criminal defense, I’ve decided to master the art of practicing law as only Chandler Bing could.
September 3, 2007
(Faith’s first day at the office)
Senior Partner: Okay, Faith… we’re going to be billing you out at (amount) dollars per hour.
Faith: (long pause) No offense, but there’s no way in Hell I’d pay that for my services.
Senior Partner: (laughs heartily, then glances at Faith, who’s not laughing.)
Faith: I’m serious.
September 2, 2007
Sorry for the unexpected hiatus. Took the Bar Exam, went to Las Vegas to celebrate, saw a great concert, and then packed up everything and moved to another city. Throw a couple of “boy” adventures in there, and you’ve got an idea of what my life has been like, post-Bar Exam…
It’s been a crazy struggle, but I’ve got lots of new material to go up as soon as all the dust settles around me. I’ve finally got my Internet set up, though, so it’s all starting to come together! Will be posting more SOON. (Promise)
..and no, Bar Exam results have not been posted yet. Dammit.
July 25, 2007
Yeah, again…. pardon me for the obviousness of this week’s choice, but I’ve been getting an insane number of hits looking for pictures of this “gorgeous hottie,” that I’ve mentioned on more than one post, so this is to appease some of them.
And it also gives me a chance to grope him with my eyes… again. 🙂
What can I say? I like my corn-fed Kansas boys. Clark Kent… *sigh*
July 24, 2007
So… I’m not really in the business of handing out big hugs and sloppy kisses, but I could tell you who would be the FIRST recipient of such treatment if I ever started to do so.
Hands down: Thinking Fool.
A week or so ago, Fool put up a post to all Bar examinees with some information that he thought would be useful. One such slice of wisdom was to read every essay in the essay books that came with our Bar/Bri materials. I thought it was a bit much, but I was desperate, so I didn’t read ALL of the essays, but I may have happened to glance at a few from the last five years… just to get an idea. Yeah. It scared the hell out of me and I wanted to cry.
UNTIL… I was sitting in the Bar Exam. I opened up my exam packet to the first essay question… and it was practically THE SAME FACT PATTERN from a test that was offered about three years ago. Like I said, it wasn’t exactly the same, so I wasn’t able to just copy my memories of the answer down onto my paper. However, it was close enough that I was able to spot the underlying issues and go from there. It was an INSANE confidence builder. Until the second question. But that’s another story.
Anyway, THANK YOU from the bottom of my Bar Exam, Fool. I owe ya. 🙂
July 23, 2007
Faith (sitting down on a couch next to Kitrah dramatically) Okay, they need to give us the test so we can just get it over with! This is driving me crazy!
Kitrah: Why do you say that?
Faith: Because you know how I just excused myself to use the restroom a second ago? (Kitrah nods) Yeah, I walked into the freakin’ men’s room.
Yep. It’s true. This test is making me insane.
July 19, 2007
Under the Tax Code, a “windfall” is considered to be taxable income. While most of us know what constitutes a financial “windfall,” Google defines it as “a large amount of sudden money.” In order to remember it for Bar Exam purposes, I have reduced the definition to this: “money for nothing and chicks for free.”
Yes, that’s right. I’ve been reduced to song lyrics as memory devices. And yes, we’ve got to move those microwave ovens. Just make sure you have the owner’s consent or you will be hit with a larceny charge… or common-law burglary if you do it at night.
Yep. I am SUCH a geek.
Since I started mentioning the Bar Exam and the fact that I’m taking it in less than 4 days… this blog has seen an OBSCENE growth in hits. Like, constitutionally-protected obscene.
Okay, I’m done with the puns. For now.