vacation

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For anyone out there foolish enough to take advice from me, here’s a list of ideas I’ve come up with to manage my own “vacation” from law school.

Mr. Law School’s suggestion for stressed out law students? Go on a vacation. With final exams far away, it’s still early enough to get away with it.

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So this is totally predictable and cliché (half the hellishness of BigLaw is that there are never any surprises), but this past week I got to take an actual vacation for the first time since I passed the bar—to go to my Nonna’s funeral. On my outbound flight, I nursed a whiskey and diet coke [...]

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QMore than two years ago, I began planning a trip to see the World Cup in South Africa. I cleared the trip with all the appropriate supervisors at my firm a little more than a year ago. I had planned on taking off two weeks (because you don’t fly all the way to Africa just to watch [...]

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You see, my weekend trip happened to coincide with the “Psychical Research Society of Kansas City’s 29th Annual Psychic Fair”

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Even for a boutique lawyer, there’s no way to ever get 100% away from work. Even if the other lawyers in my firm had the time or inclination to help me out—which they don’t—there’s a lot of “getting up to speed” in a case that is required to make effective arguments. And by “getting up [...]

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The local yokel powers that be in East Hampton are not happy at all. The media has reported that recently, village officials in the swank summer-weekend mecca have cracked down on “seemingly innocent and simple” special event requests from store owners such as giving out free snow cones, hanging balloons outside a storefront, serving wine [...]

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My friend from Chicago just flew into town.  He swung by my office with his overnight bag. We made a few phone calls, found out about some “hip” parties that weekend, then set off for the Hampton Jitney.  I was finally about to amortize that half-share in East Hampton I overpaid for.  As I was [...]