Well I'm drunk. Yeah that's right. Happy hour moved up a couple of hours. Janelle took me out for a good-bye lunch/drinks. She is a bad influence on me if I ever had one. A couple of glasses of wine later and I am staring at my computer praying the phone doesn't ring. I guess it isn't too different then what i am normally doing, but I don't even like wine. I don't ever drink in the middle of the day. Quite an interesting experience. Since it is a time no one expects you to be drinking no one treats you like you are drunk. Its like they expect me to act all normal or something. Navigating this here keyboard isn't as easy as it usually is either. Both of my bosses are out today so it makes it nice and easy to just do nothing. Also since tomorrow is my last day I don't have to worry about getting fired.
I was going to bitch about how long and boring jury duty was yesterday but who really cares? Let me just say one thing. The random sampling of the Brooklyn population that was present at the Jay street court house yesterday was really quite something...that is all I am going to say.
Whoever sat at my desk sure did a good job of cleaning it up. Which is nice I guess, except for the fact that it is my desk and if I want to keep it messy whoever sits here should just fucking deal with the mess. It isn't like I have piles of dirt or cockroaches on my desk, just some unfiled papers. And how do they know that they are unfiled. Perhaps I have a very complex filing system that is just too advanced for them to understand? I mean hello? You don't just sit at someone else's desk and rearrange their files. Sure I have no actual method for why anything ends up where, but they don't know that.
That blond paralegal is still pissing me off, and she also pisses Janelle off, which pisses me off even more, because Janelle is the nicest person I have ever met, so how could you be mean to her? I just don't get these people.
Anyway that's all I have to say for now, perhaps I will go into the empty office on my floor and take a nap. I can't believe it is only 3:15. I don't even like wine. I also have a SERIOUS case of hiccups. But this might be the last you hear of me for a while since I will be on a nice little vaca for a couple of weeks. Of course this might be the last you hear of me ever if I get kidnapped by crazy people. Anyway you will hear all about my trip when I get back!
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