I don't know if I'm channeling Sherlock or what
I am finding this day so unendingly tedious, you would not believe. I feel as if I'm about to fly to pieces. Wish I had a handgun to shoot the wall with, perhaps it would give me focus.
I may be about to pick a jury, which will not improve matters. If there's anything more tedious than selecting a jury, I do not know what it is.
Of course the day started off on the wrong note when Judge Napolean (a clever pseudonymn to keep my ass from getting disbarred) ordered me to abandon my entire 20-case docket in another court and come to his courtroom to handle a matter one of my colleagues was perfectly equipped to call for me. The man's ego is so vast that it destabalizes nearby gravitational fields. Have you ever seen anyone incandescent with rage? It's a phrase I use seldom for myself, but when I do, it is warranted.
On the upside, my friend Jill noted last night that I seemed to be having a good time of it generally, as every time we talk on the phone I am extremely "up." Upon reflection, I realized that I have not had a major depressive episode since October. January-February is usually my worst time of year; the low light causes my depression to spike. My worst breakdown was in January-February of 2004.
This year, January-February has been fantastic and amazing.
I don't think I've been this generally and consistently happy since 2003.
I may be about to pick a jury, which will not improve matters. If there's anything more tedious than selecting a jury, I do not know what it is.
Of course the day started off on the wrong note when Judge Napolean (a clever pseudonymn to keep my ass from getting disbarred) ordered me to abandon my entire 20-case docket in another court and come to his courtroom to handle a matter one of my colleagues was perfectly equipped to call for me. The man's ego is so vast that it destabalizes nearby gravitational fields. Have you ever seen anyone incandescent with rage? It's a phrase I use seldom for myself, but when I do, it is warranted.
On the upside, my friend Jill noted last night that I seemed to be having a good time of it generally, as every time we talk on the phone I am extremely "up." Upon reflection, I realized that I have not had a major depressive episode since October. January-February is usually my worst time of year; the low light causes my depression to spike. My worst breakdown was in January-February of 2004.
This year, January-February has been fantastic and amazing.
I don't think I've been this generally and consistently happy since 2003.