Vacay # 2 rocked! Majorly. Being back at work -- not so much. I'm so fucking busy I can't even see straight, let alone tell fun stories. You see -- I have a trial in one week. Preparations are seriously underway and I've already been granted a reprieve by the powers-that-be for Saturday afternoon (so I can go to the Mets/Yankees game - Lets Go Mets Go! although that's not exactly what I told the boss) which means no other time off for me until trial is over, which goddess willing will be by Wednesday of next week (small trial, yes, but it still sux). I will provide details from Jamaica-mon (and sleep) then. Pray for me.
Oh - and you know that Willie Nelson song, "Mamas don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys"? Well, he should change that shit to Mamas don't let your babies grow up to be lawyers. Cause at least you get to go outside when you're a cowboy.
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