Friday, June 26, 2009


Today is casual Friday.

This afternoon is lunch with That One Fun Partner, and then a white-collar crime bonanza (researching, not committing, thanks).

Tonight is firm-sponsored happy hour.

Best. Day. Ever.


All rights reserved to my snotty and generally self-deprecating writing. And if your comments bother me, I'll delete them. That's right, pumpkin.
...How dreary—to be—Somebody!
How public—like a Frog—
To tell one's name—the livelong June—
To an admiring Bog!
-- Emily Dickinson