random

I spent Sunday at the Stadium, like any good summer Sunday. It was Old Timers Day. It's a little scary that they consider guys I grew up watching "old." But it's still my favorite game of the year. And it was great that my dad finally got to take Andrew to a Yankee game. :)

I'm in court in mediations most of the week. They aren't bad, except for the way they're run. And today I have the pleasure of being in the worst county possible (which unfortunately is the one closest to home). I'm going to head to court in about an hour, ready for my 11:00. They won't call me until at least 12:15, which is 15 minutes after my second mediation is supposed to start. i won't catch a break long enough to eat lunch until after my 3:30 is done (probably around 5 or 6 tonight).

I finally got around to watching the first episode of True Blood last night. It was disappointing. They only person who got (almost) naked was Tara. I just have no desire to watch her with another woman.

I miss writing. Other than the briefs that I have to write for work, I have very little motivation to do anything else these days. I have 2 articles due in a couple weeks that I haven't even started thinking about writing. Well, maybe writing that line was the start of me beginning to think about writing.

My birthday is Thursday. My anniversary is Saturday. We didn't plan this well. In the span of about a month, we have both our birthdays, mothers day, fathers day and our anniversary. Makes for an expensive month...

I hate my credit card company. They lost the check I know I sent them last month and now they're sending me nasty letters because between 1996 and 2011, I have "missed" a whopping ONE payment in my entire history with them. Seriously? You lost the damn check. I sent you another. Now go away. We can return to our normal routine - you send a bill, I pay it, you leave me alone.

Speaking of debt collectors, I don't know who had this cell phone number before me, but they must have been a total deadbeat. On a daily basis, I have at least one (sometimes 10) debt collector calling me demanding to speak with someone who isn't me, has never been me and is never going to be me. I also get some really bizarre text messages... I thoroughly enjoyed hearing about Cassy's doctors appointments (they didn't want to remove me off their auto confirmation text list until I pointed out that I'm a lawyer and they might want to consult their attorneys about their disclosure of confidential information to third parties without authorization), girls who want to get with Axel and the ones I can't even begin to decipher because they're in Spanish.

Why did I take French? It's such a useless language.

That's enough random for now. I have to get to court. Wish me luck. I have one mediation where I won't be able to get a client on the phone. And I have another where I know going in I'm going to get my head handed to me because this is our TENTH time coming back to court on it and the other side still hasn't provided all the docs we need. Somehow this will become my fault.