BLAH.

Today was a bad day. Dramatic re-enactment:



Today was worse than the day spell-checker changed my email to opposing counsel from

"Sorry for the inconvenience"

to

"Sorry for the incontinence"

and then automatically sent it ... as if I had accidentally peed on the man's shoe. Let me assure you that when I pee on a man's shoe, it will be intentional.

Today was worse than the deposition I had to sit through as the only woman - with six men over 45 - staring at 8x10 photos of a man's unclothed hindquarters, all which illustrated his injuries after impaling himself up the - um - backside 8 inches with uncapped, rusty rebar.

Today was worse than the day I took a face plant outside of an office building when I slipped on leaves and ended up skinning both my knees like a 10 year old - or the day I ran full-speed and headlong into a coat rack hanging out from the wall of a courtroom in front of my former boss.

But for this, I have to be thankful: it was not worse than the day I had to run to court for a hearing on a case that wasn't mine, in clothes not meant for court, only to have my transmission blow in a pinch point in the parking garage such that ain't no one leavin' 'till I get back from the hearing... which was sooner than I'd have guessed since there really was never a hearing at all. Rolling the car backwards down the parking garage ramp in a skirt was just the icing on top.

Yes, today sucked. And it didn't even snow