The Supreme Court's Prayer

Yeah. I like to repeat this on days big decisions are slated to be delivered. I guess today technically wasn't one of those days, but who cares? ;)

Welcome to the state of Perspective....

Went to another job interview this week. It's for a position that doesn't require a law degree, though I'm sure they use me for all of their lawyering needs at the price of a non-lawyer and without paying malpractice insurance, if given the chance.

I doubt they're going to hire me, although it's a shame, because they all seemed pretty fun. Do I sound more hopeful and less bitter about my lack of employment? HA. Don't let me fool you.

(Don't think I haven't considered working for a Wendy's franchise. Ain't too good for that.)

And if you think I'm joking about the latter description, then I beg of you to send me some job opportunities that don't want to pay me 30,000 per year while claiming me as an employee for their tax purposes while having me claim independent contractor status.

Otherwise, welcome to the lovely state of Perspective. I don't particularly admire its views.

Thursday Morning Lameness

I've been studying Oil and Gas for the Texas Bar Exam. Since I didn't take this course in law school, and since I also wasn't tested on it on my previous bar, it's kinda new to me. Something that particular sticks with me is Texas's interpretation of the open mines doctrine. That lease better never expire, because then you're fucked, life tenant. 

Oh look, it's Ryan Gosling.

Happy Thursday (for what it's worth).

On the prowl....

Rawr.

Job Search, Part 1 (Or: How the Job Search is Disgustingly Like Internet Dating)

One of my friends and I were conversing about the sad state of job hiring within the legal profession right now. This has prompted me to create a series about this all-too-familiar topic, which reminds me of internet dating. Part 1? From the employer's perspective. 

(Must be nice.)

Ermahgerd...I passed

Yesterday, Arkansas released the names of those who passed the bar exam. 

I was at my little brother's music lesson with a monstrous stress headache. Then the fire alarm went off, which I thought was probably the worst thing that could have happened to my poor, fragile little head. 

Until I tried to load the Arkansas Judiciary website. It was so clogged up that it wouldn't load. And my dad started text-ticking off minutes:

4:02

4:05

4:08

And then I got a congratulatory text from one of my really good friends. Even then I couldn't believe it. 

But it's true. I passed the Arkansas Bar Exam. 

Barbri Amp: What it says v. what it means

Yes, Barbri is still struggling to get its shit together with regards to Barbri AMP, much to the chagrin of the people who paid shittons of money for its proven track record of "experience" and "success." Whatev.