Sunday Sundae

Wake up and smell the subpoena. It's time for me to rock this lawyer thing. I'm ready to. I was born to do it. And I think I'll be good at it.

So much for getting rest. Not today, anyway. I suppose that's not entirely true. I don't have a ton of work to do. I really just have to prepare a couple subpoenas and talk to some witnesses. And this will be over the phone, not driving out to meet people somewhere. But I guess I just long for the days when I can work Monday through Friday like everyone else, you know? I need to not bitch.

Maybe I'll stop bitching once one of these contingencies finally pays. I mean, I'd really like that to happen. Just one of them so that I know it can happen, you know? Something real? Even just a taste? I'm hoping it's like a drug that gets me hooked, you know, one that I can't get enough of. One that I can still keep in check. Anyway, I guess I should get going. The subpoenas aren't filling themselves out. And the arbitration brief isn't writing itself. Wish me luck! Oh yeah, and wish me money! ;-)

All She Wants to Do is ... Rest?

I like music, and I love that song. I sit here typing, bopping my head to the song singing "all she wants to do is dance!" I am 28, and I think I probably went back to work too quickly after my surgery. But the law waits for no man (or woman as the case may be). So I find myself wishing that I could just rest. And it's kinda sad, you know? I'm 28. It's Saturday. I'm a lawyer (btw, that is still REALLY FREAKING COOL to me to say, and I still can't believe it most of the time). I should be hanging out with friends, or heading to San Diego or hanging out in Vegas. Instead, I've spoken with a client, gone to my office, left a message for another client, laughed at a letter from opposing counsel (you would have too), conferenced with co-counsel, mapped out directions for a meeting with a witness, and prepared for a meeting with a witness this afternoon. I would have been quite content to watch bad reality tv (is there any other kind?), bought some new lounging shorts, and sipped ice water. Am I old or just overworked? Is it worth it? It has to be, right?

Dedicated or Just High Pain Threshold?

So a week ago I was on the way to visit an uncooperative witness when I decided I should instead to to urgent care because the pain in my stomach was rapidly coming back. Turns out it was something pretty serious and required surgery. I would write more, but I can't at this point because I'm considering all of my options. Anyway, I have to wonder, with that kind of excruciating pain, am I just that dedicated or do I just have that high of a pain threshold? I'm going to pick door "A," Monte. My clients mean so much to me, and I want such great things for them. My dedication is beyond question. Speaking of that, I need to get back at it. "It" being recovering from surgery and following up on my cases.

Lawyer Joke

What do you throw a drowning lawyer?

His/her partners.

American Boy

That damn song won't get out of my head, and I think I've only heard it like 3 times in my whole life. Life means taking chances, I guess, and I want to take a chance on my newly-discovered Irish-American boy. Here's hoping! Could be fun. I hope it is.

Too Early for Liquor?

I would just like to sit around all day and see if I could polish off 6 bottles of wine (Riesling) in one day without throwing up. Since I pretty rarely drink, I don't think it could be done. But then again, I'll never know without trying. Then again, wine is not liquor. And 6 bottles if an awful lot of liquid.

I'm just tired of working so much, so hard, and having so little in my checking account to show for it.

I wish I were in Vegas...

Dodged a Bullet

I took my niece to the movies last night. We saw the sequel to A Night at the Museum. It was very cute. I enjoyed it, and I think I enjoyed it more than my niece did.

But while we were in line buying tickets, I noticed this very heavyset girl with a short, skinny bald guy and thought how silly they looked together. Then I thought...oh...my...gawd...that short, skinny, weird-looking bald guy is my ex from FOREVER ago and that woman who is easily 30 pounds heavier than me who is easily 6 months overdue for a root touch up is his wife that I knew way back when.

And I thought "Wow, did I ever dodge that bullet!" I mean, I know he cheated on her while they were dating. I know this for a fact. I also have heard from one of his former best friends and another one of his good friends that he continues to cheat on her even after they were married. I knew that he could never be faithful, which is one of the reasons he and I never were exclusive in the first place.

But oh, my, gawd. It was insane. And I admit that I feel better about not having someone in my life right now. I'd rather be without either one of them, i.e. the wrong one, than on my own. It's still strange because I never imagined being in my late 20's and not married and not even being close to being married. But it's still better than being in my late 20's in the wrong marriage, one without love, one filled with cheating and lies.

But it still would be nice if the right guy is out there, if he could hurry up already! :-)

Depos Revisited

So I defended my depo today. I'm still kind of on a high about it. It was weird though. I've spent the last few years as a law clerk and then the last 7 months as a supporting attorney being silent during depositions, and now I was expected - even required - to object and speak up. It felt weird. It was strange. I was actually conscious of the moment I realized "hey, wait, I'm supposed to make objections today." Thank God it happened during the first few minutes when he was asking the background questions. So I lodged my objections, spoke up when I needed to, followed up with poignant questions, preserved the record, and I think I did a pretty good job. I hope I'm right...and I hope she hires me again!

Depos, Depos Everywhere...

So I get to defend my first deposition EVER next week. I couldn't be more excited. And, coolest part? I get paid a good amount of money! Granted, it's far less than most attorneys would charge for something like this, but I'm new and it's more money than I could have otherwise billed that day. I'm thrilled! Go team ME!

G'Night

I'm not on Twitter, and besides this blog, my only real foray into the public internet arena is Linkedin. But if I did have Twitter, I would tweet that I'm tired and I'm calling it a night. So, Good Night!