amiguriken: (buggered by nomad)
( Jan. 21st, 2009 10:27 pm)
Hrm...Today I made myself happy by finally taking the time to sort through a lot of the documents I've had spread out on my desk, organize them in file folders, and stick them in my active files case (which will be expanded into a file cabinet as soon as I can feasibly do so).
I am a terrible procrastinator when it comes to things like organization, filing, and cleaning (okay, and a lot of other things), but when I do these things and get finished, I feel oh, so accomplished and pleased.
Sadly, I'm not entirely finished. I have another stack of documents on one of my GAL clients that I still need to sort and file but had sort of forgotten about as they are not easily seen in their hiding place behind my laptop and printer.

More generally, I am regularly made happy by my friends. I have really been blessed throughout my life to have some of the best friends a person could ask for. I still have my best friends from high school and college, friends from work and life in G'boro, friends from the internet, and several close friends from law school, where we have the sorts of bonds forged by people sharing horrible experiences. I may not have many non-family friends where I'm living right now (and none if I discount attorneys), but I do have friends all over. And thanks to the wonderful, incredible, amazing (and sometimes frightening) tool of the internet, I have access to most all of my friends everywhere. How cool is that? And you want to know something even cooler? Many of my friends have very different political and/or religious beliefs than me, and we all still get along! My friends kick ass, that's all I'm saying.

In other news, I have to go set up an IOLTA account on the 'morrow so that I can have my first non-appointed client send me a check to deposit in it.
Just thinking about all of this sent me running to the FBI's site to put in my application. Hey, this is seriously scary stuff folks! My dear friend prynne12 is working at a firm and composed a very well written rant earlier today about just how little our law school educations have prepared us for the actual practice of law. If people who work at firms, with experienced attorneys, are having problems, how is someone on her own going to fare? With trepidation, that's how.


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