Every email has a picture. Every email has a reason, something he thinks should lure me out there to California ( Read more... )

Alan left for California today. Crane has sent him out to Los Angeles to help out in the West Coast offices. The shake up out there was worse than any earthquake. Most of the work out there is in entertainment law. Surprisingly, it is not glamorous, mostly tax and contract work. Crane asked me to go. But I declined. I had no reason. Alan ( Read more... )

This journal for Tara Wilson will no longer be associated with the canon version of the show, “Boston Legal”. There is an official Tara now at __tarawilson. If fanfic is a basis for why we are here, then I would be a poor fan indeed if I were to not realize that the Boston Legal community needs to be unified in its RP, with its players free to ( Read more... )

Brad and I are going to have drinks.

This is simply to improve office morale.

Really.

Honest, I am not kidding.

I took the job offer...I am not an idiot.

As soon as I pass the bar, I will be an OFFICIAL associate at Crane, Poole and Schmidt.

The rest of the world can kiss my untouched British arse.

Oh, and I like my friends having ( Read more... )

Helping rich companies and greedy people keep more of their money is not why I went to law school.

I counted on doing work that mattered. Too bad I had not counted on loving working with Alan.

I just do not know what to do.


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I am sitting here, tossing Jelly Belly beans into Alan's coat pocket ( I ran out of M&M's )and I know that I am going to turn down Brad's offer.

I just don't know how to do it.

At lunch, as I again found myself throwing objects into Alan's coat pocket, it seemed to me that I might be going about it all the wrong way ( Read more... )

A few days at home was all I could stand.

I got back to Boston last night, went home, and sent Alan an email:

Alan,

Back in Boston.

Tara

Now, I am sitting here, wondering if I want to go into work or not.

I have been home for a couple of days ( Read more... )

I sit down at the desk and contemplate what I am doing there ( Read more... )