lies
 

I was taking it that there was a "burden" on me to duly inform the SO of whom I was having drinks with simply because said person was an ex and I had a "burden" of making the SO OK with that.

If I say "I'm going out," and the SO says "oh, with whom" and I lie "I'm taking medicine to my sick grandmother," that is one thing. I note that "dunno, some people" is generally deemed an acceptable answer in my household. Why shouldn't it be? Why should we expect to vet each other's social contacts, for any reason?

BR(but then again "me and the guys are going to some singles bar to watch the hot 20 year olds dis us" is also an accpetable answer, and the Mr. has had exes stay with us for a week or so when they are in town without feeling the need to make sure I'm emotionally stable enough to handle it, so we may just be outliers on this one)C

edited because my grammar not to good today

lies
 

Duly noted.

How I learned to stop procrastinating and love the law
 

Why ew?

SOs and lying
 

After having lunch with a friend whose current living situation I had forgotten about, I have something to add to this "lying about keeping in touch with former SOs" issue: If you haven't told your husband that you are keeping in touch with a former SO, you have kind of a lot of explaining to do when three years into the marriage you invite the now-unemployed ex-SO to live in your house with you and your husband.

SOs and lying
 

Sheesh. I'd hate to be married to you, with all your trust issues.



Why isn't anyone flaming anyone today?

How I learned to stop procrastinating and love the law
 

I'm not too concerned about relative rankings. I'm satisfied that we live a comfortable and fun life that allows us to do what we want without any real money worries. Not making enough to buy an island is only a problem if you convince yourself you can't live well without an island.

Again, whatever floats your boat. They can laugh at me from work. I'll be at home, relaxed, because I enjoy the effort I have to put into work, and it doesn't consume me. (And I don't have to chase fees. Yay!)

No blinders here. I have a fair idea what you do, and would guess that you spend a lot of your time on tactical, task-oriented work. I lucked out a while back, through no great merit on my part, and get to spend my time on more strategic stuff. So, when I talk about the intellectual satisfaction, I'm probably describing a different job than what you're thinking. When I was doing the tactical stuff, yeah, I agree that the satisfactions might not be there as strongly. There is no generic "lawyer" job - there's a ton of different areas with different requirements and duties and enjoyments - so, don't assume that I'm saying that a person needs to derive huge personal satisfaction over getting motion papers served. Your satisfactions come more from the chance to think and act creatively.

Your insurance buddy's satisfactions come from having sold jerkwad a big package resulting in a nice commission. His satisfaction is all result oriented. We, if we have the right mindset, get to enjoy the process, too.

SOs and lying
 

Silly, it's not me. I had nothing to contribute because I don't have SOs, let alone ex-SOs.

So fuck you and the horse you rode in on.

SOs and lying
 

She's just trolling to get on Jerry Springer.

How I learned to stop procrastinating and love the law
 

I just got a case that I think is really interesting, makes me think, and makes me remember why I got into this whole profession in the first place. I'm having fun working with the fact pattern and coming up with solutions to a very complex problem, and I like that I'm helping someone get something accomplished. I'm worrying about the legalities so they can worry about getting the project out of the conceptual phase and into actuality. I haven't been this excited about what I do in a long time. I don't hate what I do, but this particular case and issue makes me remember why sometimes I love it. Have you ever loved it? If so, try to remember why. What was it that made it so interesting or exciting or something that you wanted to do instead of the hundreds of other professions out there? If you can go back and remember what it was that made you do this in the first place, you might find some more joy in what you do.

All it takes is Argyle?
 

I am not going to dispute this. I was going to comment on the unusual moniker abbreviation capitalization. Particularly the irony (?) of NCS. But then I feared being that unsubtle guy who ruins the subtle guy's jokes. So I didn't.

All it takes is Argyle?
 

Wow I'm blushing. But that can't be true if my main aspiration at this point is to be The PLF of 2004, can it?

If it is true nonetheless, then bow to me, minions!

All it takes is Argyle?
 

True freedom only comes through mastery of your fears.

How I learned to stop procrastinating and love the law
 

I just drafted an interrogatory response that includes names, titles, AND current contact info. I found this highly rewarding.

How I learned to stop procrastinating and love the law
 

So the turkey with the insurance gig is making a lousy two bills and you're jealous? Free time? You mean that time he spends harassing everyone he's ever met at social events? Uggh. He's a reasonably paid troll whom I hope will stay away from me, and whom I will kick in the teeth if he gets too pushy.

I enjoy what I do. It's fun. I'm smart, and I get to show it off pretty regularly to oohs and aahs from that rich High School degree guy you know as well as from other overeducated stiffs. And the pay isn't bad, and my kids look up to me and run to hug me when I come home.

How I learned to stop procrastinating and love the law
 

I am not sure that I have ever seen such a thing...

How I learned to stop procrastinating and love the law
 

are you the billing partner at my firm? that speach sounds remarkably familiar.

How I learned to stop procrastinating and love the law
 

Interrogatory sure has a lot of syllables.

How I learned to stop procrastinating and love the law
 

Have fun with the law
interrogatories rule.
I see the grass grow

How I learned to stop procrastinating and love the law
 

I've gotten oohs and aahs from overeducated stiffs, too, but sitting at this desk trudging through endless documents has nothing to do with that.

All it takes is Argyle?
 

IronY, YeS, good One! Veryyy SubTle!

Nuts! Nuts to you all!



Nc,S

How I learned to stop procrastinating and love the law
 

I enjoy sitting on my ass. I would like to do so on Bilmore's Island. I assure you, it is miles better to be rich and uneducated than the reverse. You can always go get a degree.

How I learned to stop procrastinating and love the law
 

or you can do what I did;
1) find a relatively low time-suck job that you neither love nor hate;
2) start up a side business buying and selling concert tickets;
3) spend a disproportionate amount of your time reading idiots ramble on, mostly about some hook-up that happened between two of them a few years ago; and
4) start doing research for a book you want to write called "How to lie and get away with it, every time."

Clark
 

We also have reptilian minions. We are equal opportunity exploiters. If you weren't afraid of the truth you would know from Ickes' site that

"there were seven levels of the reptilian race and the heirarchy of them were very similar to the Hindu caste system. So there were accordingly different shapes that occurred. The lower levels never really shifted, they were the little worker drones, if you want to call it that. The top of the line, the Brahmin-type, were very tall and winged (the Draco I talk about in the Biggest Secret and Credo Mutwa describes in The Reptilian Agenda videos)."

You would also know this about the head of the elite Janus mind control operation:

William F. Buckley Jr. (the American publisher who heads the elite Janus mind control project at NATO headquarters) was the most awful of all of them. Quite honestly he used his teeth a lot. He used to bite a lot. He got pleasure out of hurting people by biting them after he shape-shifted. To this very day I have an aversion to that kind of thing.

. . .

Buckley was taller, he was around seven feet when he shifted, and he had a split in his crown, in other words it looked like horns instead of the top of his head. And he was rounder, more of a greenish white colour."

hey Sebbie
 

Jesus Christ man. Get a grip. Get a job. Get some head. Please. Get something.

I'm begging you.

How I learned to stop procrastinating and love the law
 

I'm afraid you have strengths that I will never have. As you know, I am in awe.

How I learned to stop procrastinating and love the law
 

You are a very clever boy. The beauty of this plan is that you'll always have an excuse for lying, and will also be able to write off the associated expenses.

How I learned to stop procrastinating and love the law
 

Bullshit, you haven't done this. you're lying.

How I learned to stop procrastinating and love the law
 

proper use of apostrophes - check
proper spelling - check
lack of typos - check

who are you and what have you done to Hank?!

How I learned to stop procrastinating and love the law
 

Those of us who are sensitive to case noted that he failed to capitalize the first letter of the second sentence. It's still Hank.

Edited to change phrasing so that I could be sure I wasn't making a hyphenation error.

How I learned to stop procrastinating and love the law
 

Our motto: We give up.

How I learned to stop procrastinating and love the law
 

Duly noted.

How I learned to stop procrastinating and love the law
 

I see your Sonic Burger and raise you a cold-calling job. (Well, it was only slightly better than cold-calling, as it was the Gallup Poll, so people had heard of it, at least; and we got to call people to vote for the People's Choice Awards -- woo hoo!!)

But, daaaaaaaaaamn, that job sucked. The "coffee break" room alone made the Office Space working environment seem like paradise.

The Apprentice
 

Not to change the subject, but did anyone watch the Donald last night? I Tivo'd and would like to know if it's worth my time.

All it takes is Argyle?
 

:bow: :bow: :bow: :bow: :bow:

G(aspiring to displace plf as court jester)3

All it takes is Argyle?
 

Jester and suck-up are different things. You should take some time off from your efforts and research that.

The Apprentice
 

It is if you like to laugh at the Donald.

He fired Bilmore.

How I learned to stop procrastinating and love the law
 

You could be handling complaints on a credit card company's 800 number; you could be a bike messenger on an 4 degree F. day; you could be busing tables; you could be a bill collector; you could be a musician in a rock band; you could be a telemarketer.

On the other hand, you could be feeelthy feeelthy rich and not have to come in the office ever and just have people working hard for you that you don't recognize when they make you gazzzzillllions, while you go to golf tournaments . . . . .


Whoops. Gotta go.

Lies, and the Lying Liars Who Tell Them
 

One woman's cheap is another man's financial budgeting.

See, they snare you with gifts and fancy dinners, until your finances are inextricably entwined with theirs -- then, it's no gift-giving and dinner in front of the TV (in your underwear -- well, not YOUR underwear, his underwear -- I don't walk around the house in my underwear, usually. Too cold.)

How I learned to stop procrastinating and love the law
 

I did cold calling for a portrait studio - straight commission. No appointment, no pay. Sucked. I made $15 in 3 days, and then quit. But I did learn that if you do not speak english, or pretend to not speak english, most cold callers will hang up on you.

All it takes is Argyle?
 

Well, then, maybe PLF and I can coexist.