how is it thursday afternoon already? also – thank god it’s thursday afternoon already.

Only three consultations stand between me and happy hour.

Woo.

My hearings today…oof. I had three. The first one: the lady testifies that she is married and living with her spouse, despite the fact that she told me she was single/never married. The second one: I had to have my staff call him to tell him to call into the docket, despite having just reminded him last night. He told them he forgot. So then the Trustee swears him in, “Do you swear to tell the truth and nothing but the truth?” His response? “I’ll do my best.” Motherfucker – what??? The trustee goes, “Um…okay,” and proceeds, which I thought was fucking nuts. If I were the Trustee, I would have been like, “This requires a yes or no answer, bro, and the options are yes or gtfo.”

I DON’T UNDERSTAND THESE PEOPLE.

My third hearing was fine. Thankfully.

I started my day by getting shampoo in my left eye, which burned like fucking fire, and resulted in a red, swollen, painful eye. That kind of set the tone for my day, tbh.

It’s only 10 am??

I’ve been up since 5:45 because D had a minor medical procedure this morning. It feels like it should be lunchtime.

I finished court and a few other things, and now I’m going to chill for a bit. Maybe nap. I’m running on about three hours of sleep.

I’m looking forward to the Philly cheesesteak I’m going to be ordering in a bit. Penn Station ftmfw.

Oh I’m reading the new Samantha Downing and I’m obsessed.

I might watch a movie later. I should be productive, but it’s not looking good.

Oh there’s a DMB show airing tonight from (I think) 2013, and the setlist is fucking 🔥🔥.

Aren’t you glad you take time from your life to read my inane babbling? Lol.