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what it is
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i like food!

nothing chunky or piecey

sushi

brownie batter

did i mention no chunks of anything

ice cream

peanut butter hot fudge sundaes

i live in a giant bucket

i am ainslee's mom

i love:
music

college football

allison janney

felicity huffman

and anything written by aaron sorkin rocks.

i hate:
hypocrisy

and most republicans,

although i realize that might be redundant.

i want to live every day like my last, not in a state of fear but of appreciation but i haven't mastered that yet."

go visit my peeps

chnacat


2003-06-13
venting, venting, and more venting

warning - there is nothing of substance in this post - it is NOTHING except blowing off steam.

it's late, i'm exhausted, i should be sleeping or cleaning . . . instead, i'm going to take a minute to vent.

my daughter is ill - clearly, no-one is sure what's wrong with her . . . i want someone to please explain to me why it seems that modern medicine is closer to cloning a human being than it is to stating with certainty whether a toddler's illness is viral - we'll be visiting a g.i. doctor in a month or next week depending on the weekend . . .

i have a trial that starts on monday - so, does that answer anyone's questions about whether or not missing a ton of work this week was even remotely acceptable ...

and tomorrow i'm leaving my daughter with her sitter for half the day - something i've NEVER done when she was not feeling up to par. i feel like a horrible, horrible mother - and said sitter is going to see a less than sparkling house but at this point in the week, i really couldn't care less, i'll think about that next week - during the trial for which i'm not fully prepared while sorting through a caseload i'm now behind on.

and then the attorneys in this trial are doing a lot of 'well, they did this' and 'yes, but that side did this' - GROW UP and at least pretend to have some decorum of professionalism, please. to all future attorneys, could you please remember during your careers that the court is not just an abstract entity - it is instead made up of real people that have to actually sit down and go through all the crap that you file who have real lives and real problems and better things to do than read through briefs which are basically just a more educated version of a kindergarten fight!!!!!!!

and it feels like every time i turn around, i'm having to do something to the divine that's less than pleasant. bless her heart. i hate it when she doesn't feel well and i know she doesn't understand that some things are going to make her feel better in the long run.

at the beginning of this week, i had a plan - a realistic one as to what i could get through on my caseload before the trial started on monday and still set aside enough time to prepare for said trial - that was so shot down - instead i've spent all week dealing with juvenile motions and missing large parts of the week due to the divine's illness (and don't get me wrong there - i'm frustrated with the timing, but she ALWAYS comes first - doesn't mean i'm not allowed frustration with the effects elsewhere). i didn't get anything done on my other cases - i am SO far behind, i'm absolutely going to miss deadlines and i really have no idea what to do about that at this point.

i'm a little overwhelmed right now - is that coming through? and can i just throw in that my assistant, secretary, whatever in the crap you're supposed to call her and be politically correct (which is probably not 'the hag' which is actually what i do call her - but it's accurate and truth is an absolute defense) is driving me CRAZY!!! and so far i've managed to not be snippy or bite her head off in any manner - but really, my patience is wearing a tad thin.

i can't get everything done, i simply can't. so, where does that leave me exactly?! and i'm trying not to think about the new round of medical bills i'm about to encounter - nope, that's just not a concern i can have right now.

ok, i think i'm done now.

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