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one thing about being stuck at your parents' is the luxury of catching up on reading. two newspapers a day plus poking around the zillion blogs (note to bloggers without rss feeds: we are forgetting about you) you don't have time to sift during the week and nytimes links. and today i've been digging through the archives of anonymous lawyer, an irresistable read. i still don't understand what loser would put himself through law school—have you ever met a happy lawyer?—i don't care that it's fake, it's full of the snarkiness that you sense this world deserves.
posted December 28, 2004 in delivery, print. 2003