A curious amalgamation of things I enjoy, including cycling, cooking and do-it-yourself projects. I still haven't figured out what I want to do when I grow up, but I plan to have fun in the meantime.
We all know that I have a tendency to forget things, despite taking a daily dose of gingko biloba. So, needless to say, when I received an unsolicited brown package from Amazon in my mailbox a few weeks ago, I was a bit flummoxed. I opened it and found a copy of Ride Your Way Lean: The Ultimate Plan for Burning Fat and Getting Fit on a Bike by Bicycling magazine’s Fit Chick, Selene Yeager. Click here to read the rest of this post »
Not surprisingly, the post-clerkship world of practicing law was not the rosy one I’d envisioned. After working as an attorney for a couple of years and in a couple of different firms, I realized the job made me stressed, anxious and unhappy. Unreasonable clients, billable hours and fourteen-hour days were just not my style. Click here to read the rest of this post »
Well, y’all, I passed the bar!
After much worrying and fretting, in the end, I really had nothing to worry about. To Anonymous Boyfriend and Anonymous Parents: You were right. There, I said it.
Anyway, off to celebrate! I already did my celebration dance to “Eye of the Tiger (Esq.)” Who knows what the night has in store…
It seems like one of the stupidest ideas ever for the state to send a bunch of young lawyers back to the town where most of us went to law school and trust us to attend classes like good little law minions. But that is exactly what happened the latter part of last week when we were all sent to the state-wide judicial law clerk conference. Each morning, bedraggled clerks came trickling into the seminars, mumbling things about “hangover” and “Jagerbomb” and “donkey show.”
I took the back door into the law school I graduated from, and I’m not ashamed to admit it. After all, my law degree doesn’t have an asterisk next to my name like Barry Bonds’ 756th home run.
People transfer for a variety of reasons. I personally did not get a fantastic LSAT score and couldn’t get into my top choice law schools on the first go around. I attended a safety school that I’d been accepted to and immediately made plans to transfer after my first year.
Knowing right off the bat that I wanted to transfer helped me do well in my classes because I had a lot of motivation with a very clear goal in mind. It also helped me to craft a strategy and develop a timeline to get things accomplished in an orderly manner.
Hopefully this timeline will be helpful to those of you who have decided to transfer or are actively considering it as an option.
Believe it or not, I am good for more than just being a smartass. I actually did well my first year of law school, so I thought I’d pass on some bits of wisdom garnered from my and others’ 1L experiences. Ignore them at your own peril.
Due to some sort of construction project at the courthouse (which has yet to alleviate the disgusting, moldy water leak hole in my ceiling), parking in the actual courthouse parking lot is next to impossible if you don’t camp out for a spot the night before. Thankfully, parking in the entire downtown area is free and relatively easy to find.
I got to work early (!) this morning, but still had to park across the street from the courthouse. Even though I work for the judiciary, I often have little regard for the law, particularly stupid laws. Because I didn’t feel like walking the rest of the way down the block to the crosswalk, I just waited for traffic to clear and jaywalked my happy ass across the street.
The Judge is out of town for the better part of this week and Judge D. had a murder trial going on downstairs in the big courtroom, so I took advantage of the opportunity to avail myself of some courtroom drama and entertainment observation time and trial practice education. The killing occurred as a result of some sort of activity and the victim was a drug dealer, so of course there was gonna be some good stuff going on.
…exchange them for a great Pennsylvania craft brew!
I am so smart, I amaze myself sometimes. I moved to what is quite possibly the hottest city in the state during the hottest part of the summer in the biggest heatwave in recent history. With smarts like that, there’s no way I failed the bar.
