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court
Written on 14 April 2004 at 2:55 p.m.

I am sick of court. I hate court. I'm glad I'm not a lawyer. I am supposed to be learning what it's like to testify in abuse cases, what kinds of questions they tend to ask, etc. But really I am just learning that I hate court and that everything takes a million years and nothing is at the time it is supposed to be at.

Ooh I ended a sentence in a preposition. Don't tell my husband. Although I have heard you're allowed to do that now?

Anyway. Court. Blech.

Need to go to the gym and then make dinner and something else. Oh yeah post office. And finish laundry. And vacuuming.

Yes.

xoxoxo


I've heard newborn babies wailin' like a mournin' dove
And old men with broken teeth stranded without love