Why...

Do I feel like I'm so very busy and so very stressed out when in fact, if anything, this week I've billed *less* hours than I usually do, and have been *way* less productive?

I bet it's because I'm working on a freaking legal memo. Legal memos are like my kryptonite. At least since my Evil Legal Writing instructor (she's somehow related to Satan) absolutely ruined any desire whatsoever that I ever may have had to do legal writing.

Seriously, this is like the first "serious" memo I've had to write since I started working here almost a year and a half ago... I've had a couple other formal memos but they've been... I dunno... less formal somehow?

I feel like I'm in legal writing class all over again. And I fucking HATED that class.

A Seinfeld-y day

Apparently, I'm Jerry Seinfeld today.

This morning, I slept through my alarm. Straight through. Normally this would just be a minor setback, but this morning I had a scheduled meeting with my pilates instructor.

Whoops.

Since they have a twelve-hour cancellation policy, I got charged for the session even though I didn't show up. :P

When I got to work this morning, I learned that the firm is giving everyone a raise (the countrywide sweep is starting in Los Angeles this decade. Sweet!). Well, that will cover the pilates session nicely.

Hmm. Now that I think about it, this is more like throwing a twenty-dollar bill out the window, then having my friend remember that he owes me a thousand bucks.

I like my version better :) Sorry, Jerry.