work...

...so it is saturday at 5:30 in the evening and i am in my office....actually working. i have a brief that is due on monday and i am trying to get it finished. i don't want to do this. i want to be done with all of this foolishness for now...you know, if it's all the same to my employers...

...you know what? i'm going to be positive. i spoke with certain someone a few minutes ago to wish him a happy anniversary (we met three years ago) and he was like, oh ok. i was so hurt, i just hung up the phone and went back to work. i mean, what the hell, right? so i think that is what sort of changed my mood today. and i HATE that i let him affect me like that. (besides, "depressed woman" is supposed to be banned from posting).

i have a trial on tuesday. domestic battery. i don't want to try the case, although i think it's a good one. sigh. i must work. i have an obligation to work.

for now, i think i'll work on being more positive. but what i really want to do is eat an entire pizza and wash it down with a vat of sprite and top it all off with a trough of ice cream. now, tell me...how insane is that?!