"No snappy post title today" my post from 9/11 of this year

"Of teens and torts; law on the internet" Another oldie. This one about Megan Meier

"This is pathetic" My very first post. about Joseph Duncan and his fate

Honesty is the best policy
You know, I've got to stop being so sporadic about my blogging. I do have an excuse though. I've had a miserable couple of weeks and anything I wrote would no doubt be something that I would be deeply regretting in very shortly. I had a big mess on my hands which still isn't sorted out yet. I don't even quite know what happened. But it did leave me feeling very hurt and very betrayed; not to mention struggling with doing things God's way and doing things my way. I don't really want to vent about that here because I think there's nothing that I could say that wouldn't end up making me sound like a big, bitter, angry baby. Part of the good fallout of the events of the

Icky stuff
This was originally just going to be for the eyes of my facebook peeps. But then I thought, why not put it here??? Especially since I'm willing to bet I have plenty of company about this sort of thing. I am really hurting right now. Someone that I spent a fair amount of time with did something really crappy to me. I'm not saying I didn't have some red flags about this person for a long time. But I didn't think that this individual was capable of doing what they did in fact do. It really is not appropriate in a public forum to give even a vague outline of what this person did. I will say that the end result was that this person was responsible for removing me from a positio

The taste of humble pie
Sometimes I really just hate all this recovery stuff. I would really rather go ahead and do what I have been spending the last few days doing. That being ignoring that little still small voice that tells me I have to go deal with something unpleasant and instead just go play bejeweled blitz on facebook. It's been gnawing at me for a few weeks that I have a problem with pride. Not the kind of pride that goes around bragging about oneself. Because, of course, I know how incredibly tacky it can look when one does that. I wouldn't want anyone to actually realize that I thought too highly of m

Liz's top reasons why a career in radio is better than a career in law....
I've had the idea for this post brewing for a bit and just haven't quite gotten around to it. I thought maybe there might be some who might find me to be just a tad bit flip. Or perhaps wonder if I was blowing off a little sour grapes steam. Let me be the first to say that I respect GOOD lawyers who do their jobs well and honestly. I held my law school admissions up to God and truly implored Him to not allow that door to open if it was not meant to, being as I am so done with trying to force my way into places that I was never meant to be and experiencing the ensuing chaos. Which is to say that in hindsight, once those feelings of rejection subsided, that I lo

Jesus is our prince of peace
So it's been on my mind a lot lately that there's still quite a bit of room for improvement in the manner in which I deal with Christian conflict. I seem to have had at least THREE separate and completely unrelated incidents that had as a common core issue this matter of disagreement and conflict amongst believers. I really don't need to tattle to you all with a blow by blow, so I'll just stick to the lessons learned from these moments of unpleasantness. All I will say about one of the topics up for heated discussion was that involved politics. And the military. And Democrats and Republicans. Oh, my. Since so often what happens in these types of things is that words