lol for-fucking-ever

A client called me a stupid law cunt because I was trying to explain to him that there is a significant legal difference between an individual and an entity, particularly as concerns bankruptcy. He didn’t like that, apparently.

I told him he could go fuck himself. And then I hung up on him.

They never expect that response from me, which just makes it so much sweeter.


I want to get back into running and hiking. I’m currently working on that. We have been doing a 5 to 8 mile hike every other Sunday. D and I have been running together as well. I’ve been really bad about keeping up on reading lately, too. I need to work on that. D and I have been spending a lot of our free time doing stuff together, which is good for the running/hiking, but not so good for the reading. Honestly though, I’d rather spend time with him than have my face stuck in a book.

Does Dungeons & Dragons count as a hobby? I’m thinking it does, and it has been taking up a lot of my time. Not just with game playing, but also with the studying and costuming that goes along with it. Oh and now we are working on a YouTube channel to go along with it. We have two D&D leagues going currently, and it looks like we are about to add a third, but the third is a light version with an emphasis on drinking games & stripping. Roll a critical miss? Either take a shot or take off your top.


Other hobbies I’m interested in include: scuba diving, swing dancing, biking, and horseback riding. I’m going to set a goal for myself that I will do the following by the end of the year:

  • purchase a new bike
  • take an intro dance class
  • do one riding lesson

Scuba will have to wait for now. That sounds like a good hobby to take up once I get that Key West vacation home.



Today was a great day. Just a bit ago, D referred to it as a magical day, and I have to agree. It was a super special day for us, and I’ll remember it always.

Unfortunately, now that everything is over and it’s time to face reality once again, I’m feeling a bit melancholy. I have some idea why: work related anxiety combined with feeling under the weather due to the new meds.

It has gotten to the point where I basically live for my time off. All I want to do is spend time with D, the kids, and sometimes with friends. I remember when I used to look forward to going into the office. I’m hoping I’ll feel that way again sometime soon. Maybe if I can get this ridiculous office drama cleared up. The problem, however, is that I don’t particularly want to deal with it. I kind of want to ignore it and just do me for a while. I just really don’t care about anyone else’s feelings at the moment (outside of the family, of course). I kind of just want to be like, “Fuck you, you too, and especially fucking fuck you, dude.”

It’s not the actual work. I still (mostly) like the work. In fact, I have been considering going in tomorrow, locking myself in my office all day, and cranking out a fuck ton of work. I’m at my best when I’m given some space.

My name is on the building, so I figure I should just do whatever the fuck I feel like doing. And if the person whose name is also on the building doesn’t like it, I don’t particularly give a shit.

So…that’s where I am.