MILP...erm, MILF Roundup #106

TrannyHead guest hosted the Roundup this week.

Thanks TH, it's HAWT!!

Head on over and give her some comment love!!

The Weekly MILP (Moms In the Legal Profession) Roundup is hosted on a rotating basis between PT-LawMom and A Little Fish in Law School blogs. We originally rounded up just the moms in law school, but then discovered that those women eventually graduate. Who knew? So now all the moms in the legal field (heh) are represented. We aim for Sunday posts.

Eulogy for a blog

It is one thing when a blogger makes the decision to close up shop because the blog no longer serves a purpose to the writer. It is quite another when circumstances beyond one's control compel one to suddenly stop blogging.

A friend of mine, who is also a blogger, recently deleted her entire blog. This blogger (let's just call her "ND") is a single mother and a public interest lawyer, and a few weeks ago she was forced to take her blog down suddenly. She wasn't allowed to say goodbye to her readers or offer any explanation as to why she deleted her blog, and I know that she feels really awful about this. Please don't mention the name of her blog in any of the comments to this post, but if you wish to say goodbye to her, she is most likely reading and would love to hear from you.

ND is a bad ass. I remember when she wrote about being ridiculously pregnant and digging her car out of a massive snow dump and I thought, damn this is a woman who can do anything. She had been there, done that, and wrote the book on it--then she burned the book and did it again if it was fun. Then, she chose a career that allowed her to use her heart and her skill and her strength to do some good for people, many of whom will never appreciate it. All while raising an equally bad ass Duckling who was climbing on baby gates before she was solidly walking.

She is gone from the sphere. One of my favorite quirky funny inspiring bloggers and friends had been silenced. I am sad for her... and for all of us.


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ND gave me permission to re-post some of her Roundups here for posterity. The links are dead, and I am not going to reconstruct them, but her themes live on. By my count, she did sixteen round ups. Hit the MILP button above if you want a sad imitation of an ND fix.

Barzam WTFs of the week

An Open Letter to People in Bar Hypotheticals:

Dear sketchy people who witness car accidents: If you plan to be unavailable for trial, please stop making excited utterances to one witness and statements inconsistent with your excited utterances to other witnesses. Because apparently you can get impeached even if you never took the stand.

Dear crazy old berks: Please stop revoking second or third wills expecting the that the revocation will resurrect the first will you wrote because I hate writing about the doctrine of dependent relative revocation. You clearly know how to write an execute a valid will -- just pony up the lawyers fees again. While you're at it, stop adding handwritten codicils and setting your precious stamp collections on fire.

Dear abused wives: Please stop secretly buying real estate and giving title to your girl friend Blanche so your husband doesn't find out. Because he will, and he'll want title, and invariably Blanche is gonna claim its was a gift and purchase money resulting trusts don't exist in my state.



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(This is me learning new stuff.)

Ok, I've calmed down

And I've reminded myself how lucky I am to be studying for the Bar.

blah blah blah

*thbbbbth*


Edited to add:

Per conversation with @no634: thinking of changing my blog tagline to "Angst-laced over-share since 2006"

*thbbbth*

It's my bar freak out and I'll blog if I want to

Insane delusion: Persistent belief in supposed facts that are against all evidence, probability, and control.

Like "I'll pass the Bar."

I am mildly freaking out right now and have a full fledged freak out/panic attack scheduled for this afternoon. This may involve crying, rending of garments, gnashing of teeth, hyperventilating, dramatic proclamations, burning of books, and spending an hour on-line looking into pharmacy school while drinking vodka.

And I don't really even LIKE vodka.

Or pharmacists for that matter.


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NB: I have nothing against pharmacists.

Better

I am filled with a renewed sense of purpose.

I have a very long story explaining how someone's inability to add together three two-digit numbers ruined my weekend. But I am not going to tell it.

Yes, I am now a full week behind on bar review. But somehow that actually feels completely surmountable. (LALALA I CAN'T HEAR YOU PACED PROGRAM!!!)

Tomorrow, I will kick ass on the practice MBE and thereafter I will begin bar prepping like its 1L finals time.

MILP #105

Pity party at PtLawmom's.

Wall

I don't know if its JUST the unrelenting bar prep.
I don't know if its JUST the fact I stopped going to the gym.
I don't know if its JUST that 'time of the month.'
I don't know if its JUST a lack of sleep and dearth of vegetables.
It could be any or all of the above, or something not listed.

But I've kind of come up against a wall. I'm depressed, lethargic, and quasi-insomniac.

I'm not having fun anymore.

So Clownfish and I are getting out of town for the weekend. I wish I were leaving the bar prep behind, but I am not. I have to make up a lecture and watch Second State lecture at least. If I really shake the cobwebs loose, I'll catch up on the last week or so worth of work that I have failed to do because of the Wall.

But I will also see some family and friends. I will eat barbecue. I will find fireworks to watch. And weather permitting, I'll swim and laugh and play.


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Hubby Bullshark is away with the Reserves, if you were wondering.

MILP #104: The Contract Law Editon

The Weekly MILP (Moms In the Legal Profession) Roundup is hosted on a rotating basis between PT-LawMom and A Little Fish in Law School blogs. We originally rounded up just the moms in law school, but then discovered that those women eventually graduate. Who knew? So now all the moms in the legal field (heh) are represented. We aim for Sunday posts. Next week, head to PtLawmom.

The best part of studying for the bar exam is getting to geek out on the law again. It is kind of enjoyable, when it isn't mind numbing and stressful. So, in honor of all the MILPs in barzam prep land, I hearby present*:


The Contract Law Edition.


  • Accord and satisfaction. Cee gets a little hot and bothered.
  • Contract of adhesion. Slideshow of doom at TrannyHead.
  • Frustration of purpose. Bar review at: Dakota's, here, and elsewhere.
  • Third party beneficiaries. NewLawmom's kids get to have some fun because Mom is having fun.
  • Unclean Hands. JDWannabe on practicing what you preach.
  • Mirror image rule. Lag Liv got a haircut.
  • Impossibility. Unborn babies with billable requirements? Magic Cookie.
  • Impracticability. Looking for a place to live while bar prepping, ProtoAtty.
  • Misrepresentation. Of poets and saints at GoogieBaba's.
  • Consideration (of an anniversary). PtLawmom.
  • Liquidated damages. Uncertain at the time she put the room together, roughly approximate to a few tears, Leo looks at leaving Timmy's first room.

. . . and that about does it for the Round Up. I considered doing the MJ song edition, like my Madonna song edition or the classic Billy Joel song edition but it seemed a bit ... unseemly. Maybe in a few months.

** If you're interested in guest hosting the Round Up once during the month of July, email me at ilovebutterflyfish at yahoo dot com.


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If you’d like to have your blog added to the MILP blogroll for weekly review or would like us to consider a specific post, drop the hostess(es) an email or leave a comment at our sites.Expecting Moms in law school are welcome! Hat tip as always to the “original” Roundup — Evan Schaeffer’s Legal Underground and his co-rounder-upper, Nobody! *If you're feeling de ja vu, I totally copied that from the last one I did. Also: 87,000 visitors, woot!

I'm just tired and bored with myself

Posts I don't inflict on you

I was looking at my draft folder and realized I have 167 accumulated posts that I began and abandoned for one reason or another. That's more posts not published than many blogs ever publish.

Lowlights:

  • Bitching about the multistate performance test
  • A post about how conflicted I feel about my Note having been published.
  • A complete freak out about the first day of work conflicting with a half day at Clownfish's school
  • Another post excoriating Adam Lambert, mid-season AI
  • A completely different and totally honest story instead of this post
  • An adorable story about Clownfish rooting for John McCain in the election because he felt bad that everyone else seemed to like A-Rock Obama better
  • Random posts whining about my inability to land a job
  • Posts written when I was suffering from insomnia (can't sleep clowns will eat me)
  • A list of words I managed to work into a reflection paper or something for my internship class because I was so relieved to have a chance to NOT write like a lawyer (inveigh, bulwark, and halcyon were on the list).
  • Some early stories about me and/or Bullshark overseas that didn't make it past the great blog migration of 2006.

I do have a filter, really. The evidence is in the Draft folder.

Lover's quarrel

So I am arguing with my significant other.

He's all "the gun is not admissible because it is the fruit of an illegal car search."

And I'm all "Yes, true, I got all that, BUT you completely ignored the separate line of investigation done by the Detective that would have resulted in a proper warrant and lead to the discovery of the gun, so it is possibly admissible, right?"

And he's all silent on the issue. Like not even willing to talk about it *at all.*

And I'm all defiant because if I can't trust him on these little things, how am I supposed to know if he's right about the big stuff? You know, for all I know, maybe an indictment doesn't wipe out the need for a preliminary hearing. I mean *he's* my only authority for that notion.

S**t. Now he's gonna be all pouty and mopey for the rest of the day. Probably will only give me minimal credit for spotting the dying declaration issue.

BarBri is SUCH an asshole sometimes.

But I love him.

MILP #103

PtLawmom had the Roundup. New Duck next week.

Barzam WTF IV

Ok, fellow bar preppers (and any other law students and lawyers who want to chime in):

It's time to play NAME THOSE TORTS!!

18-year-old Kimberley, a Belgian teenager is suing Romanian tattoo artist Rouslan, claiming he put 53 extra star tattoos on her face after she fell asleep. Kimberley claims she went into Rouslan's shop for three tattoos and ended up with 56. She says, "I closed my eyes and didn’t feel any pain. I fell asleep and was woken up from the pain on my nose when he was busy applying a big star. I am so upset by this I cannot look in the mirror any more." Rouslan claims Vlaeminck was all for the stars, but trouble came when Kimberley’s angry father showed up. Rouslan says, “From that moment it was bad for her. Before she was just doing what she wanted to do.”

Discuss fully all claims and defenses arising from these facts. Assume this happened in a jurisdiction that has adopted the common law definitions of all torts and that pure comparative negligence applies.



Image credit and full story.


GO!

Bar essays

I received back my essay from Bar/Bri. I missed the beginning of the lecture during which they discussed the essays, the average scores, etc. So I arrived at my seat and found my graded essay left there. I flipped it over and saw all of this red writing, and a nice "Good Job" and "Good IRAC" on the top. And I saw my score was a 4 (well 4 1/3 but they round down.) Hmmm.

Four. Out of what? Five? Wow. That would be pretty good on Crim Pro since I only know as much about Crim Pro as I learned in Bar/Bri.

You can see how well I paid attention on the day they told us about essay scoring. Because it was out of 10. *ouch*

Then I remembered: minimum competency.


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Average score, I found out later, was 3 and 1/3. So I'm fine.

Calming the f*ck down

I just worked on two bar practice essays and was freaking out because apparently my issue spotting radar is broken. I was writing about the admissibility of character evidence when the examiners wanted relevance. I was writing about business records exemptions when the examiners wanted statements against penal interest. And who the f*ck remembers to write about the damn dead man statutes anyway! And can defendants stop pleading the 5th on the witness stand please!

So yeah, freaking out a little and I was going to sign on here and rant.

And then I saw Grace's post pop up on my sidebar.

And I am calming the f*ck down. Because she is pretty badass, and I think she'll come over here and smack me if I don't.