Today:

I was almost late for work due to construction work on the roads. Arrived 8:55 before a 9:00 docket. Embarrassing and stressful.
Had to stick around work for several extra hours so that I could go to a random afternoon arraignment. Because an officer set a 1:48 arraignment time on someone's citation. Seriously.
Backed into the DirecTV van and incurred damage to both it and my stepmother's car. Since I'm driving a borrowed car. While mine is dead.

I'm tired.

This is why I cannot raid old school comic books for villain-based plot ideas.

Today I bought a navy skirt, some earrings and a necklace to go with the earrings I bought last time. My jewelry collection is growing. My jewelry box is too small already. Grandma has been making noises about buying me a big one for my birthday, except that when she says BIG, she means BIG, and I'm trying to dissuade her, because if I have that much storage space I am worried that I will try to fill it.

I also bought a bunch of V8. In this way, I can up the convenience level of my vegetable servings. I am not actually a huge fan of V8, at least, I wasn't when I last drank it like twelve years ago -- but vegetables in liquid form, in cans, are a lot easier to manage at lunchtime than anything except baggies of baby carrots, and I have got to admit I am getting kind of sick of eating baby carrots in this /quantity/.

It's not like I'm going to stop eating vegetables when I'm done with the diet completely, but it will be a little different cooking vegetables when I'm cooking everything than when part of the meal is slapped together out of a box and the rest of it is real food.

I need to tweak my resume and put together a cover letter so that I can send both off to the lady at the career services office. I need to get down to the law library so that I can return the books from my prosecutor paper and check out a bunch more for my bias paper. I also need to get my face waxed and go through the accumulated papers clustered all over my desk.

My brother may or may not be getting in tomorrow and I am anxious for the arrival of my ridiculous impulse purchases of last night so that I can start rolling around in them. Dad was appalled by my bad judgment but I bet he will be delighted that I am reading old Marvel that was his favorite stuff. (Although I won't be doing his FAVORITE FAVORITE stuff until I start reading Thor. Which. Um. Well...)

I have some plans to write out some thoughts I have had about prosecuting. I have some plans to write out some thoughts I have also about Jonathan Strange and Mr. Norrel. But right now, I think I am just going to go downstairs and throw together my diet food.

Got drunk, bought comic books.

Oops.

:D

But what would I do with a pasta maker if I bought one?

I don't usually do these things, but it's been popping up on my internet a lot and it cheers me to do so right now, and I could USE THE CHEERING, so:

If there is one person or more on your friends list who makes your world a better place just because they exist and who you would not have met (in real life or not) without the internet, then post this same sentence in your journal.

Augh.

( TMI beneath the cut. The lady kind. )

( I must have watched this episode seven billion times as a child. )

Now the episode is over and I am going to bed.

I have hit 200 pounds.

I am not entirely sure how considering how much cheating I did last week. BUT FOR NOW, I celebrate with delicous apple pie.

It's storming really hard and I can't sleep. Class early tomorrow, and then two dockets in the afternoon, but I tried to go to bed like an hour ago and nothing.

And I'm getting kind of hungry. DARNIT.

EDIT: Lacking any chamomile I poured myself a glass of some cabernet sauvignon from downstairs in hopes it would help knock me out.

The cat is stealing it.

Next year, the bar exam is July 27 through July 30 and they are doing it in Spokane as well as in Bellevue so I won't have to go across the state and sleep in a hotel room when I am taking it.

Bar prep is six weeks long starting the second week of June.

So if I am going to do anything, anything at all next summer, it will be in August. AUGUST.

I am home!

Vacation was great. I am very tired. Time to unpack.

HMM three hours of sleep. That is going to make today even more awesome and exciting.

Why is my admin grade not up? GIVE ME MY ADMIN GRADE.

B+ in conflicts, B in evidence, B in PR, B+ in LRW. WHERE HAVE ALL MY AS GONE?

I had a whole thing written about both "The Corbomite Manuever" and "The Menagerie" but I am afraid semagic ate it during the whole process of posting yesterday's ginormous breakdown/rant.

( Actors - in - spaaace! )

Feel slightly sick as though I did not get enough sleep even though I went to bed reasonably early. Blarr. Wish it were Friday instead of Thursday. My feet are pretty battered after just the last couple of days. I need to get dressed and ready and to eat breakfast and all those other things but I feel like I'm moving in syrup.

Weird, unpleasant dreams last night.

I will write a post later about the last few days, but for now I just need to get in motion.

Oops.

Being nearly late for work because of reading corporette.com -- not professional.