After hanging up the phone I look at my notebook where I've frantically scribbled "Get LIMES, SPEARMINT LEAVES, and RUM!!"  right underneath "Failed lie detector - Talk to Ethel Ferrara Apt #15 - Blood on floor mat" and three enormous question marks.  Hopefully the market by my apartment will still be open.

I walk there, enjoying the fresh chill ( Read more... )

They've given me a murder case ( Read more... )

I am leaving tomorrow. My flight leaves at six twenty in the morning, meaning I have to be at the airport at four thirty. I know I don’t really need two hours, but I’m not leaving anything to chance. I honestly don’t think I’ve taken a vacation since before I started law school. How can that be? Even now, as I organize my notes, getting ready ( Read more... )

For the third day in a row, Suzy the administrative assistant has brought me a slice of her grandfather’s infamous pizza. And for the third day in a row I have eaten it under her watchful eye, savoring it, smelling it, closing my eyes orgasmically as I let the spicy sauce glide over my tongue and the cheese dribble down my chin and onto my keyboard ( Read more... )

Ok, dammit.  Pescatore simply can't keep doing this to me.  This must be at least the third handsome prospect he has scared off.  Was it my imagination, or was Brad actually about to invite me out for drinks?  It's probably just as well.  He works with Alan and I can't even mention the Crane law office without Jimmy shuffling uncomfortably.  I don' ( Read more... )

I told myself I would only write in here once a day, but I'm already breaking my own rule. Anyway, I’m reading The Bell Jar right now. I’m only about half way through. I can’t believe I haven’t read this book until now. I think it would have had a major impact on me if I had read it when I was 19, the age of Esther, the main character. She ( Read more... )

Today Susie glared at me again when I came in to work. I think I'm making progress with her though. What is it about me and the administrative assistants? Well, I guess Tara was more than an administrative assistant. I know Susie and I will be friends eventually; I hope that we become friends. I think people see me differently than I see myself ( Read more... )

I've been so busy. I haven't had time to write or even think about anything personal. It's good to keep a journal, I think. It forces you to acknowledge your feelings, and you can look back at your accomplishments and feel like you've . . . accomplished something. Whatever. Anyway, I've been busy getting used to the new law firm, but I miss my ( Read more... )