|I hear the whistle blowin'. It's coming 'round the bend....
||[Feb. 13th, 2004|07:17 am]
My best one-liner of the week: Ferrett mentioned that our friend Kat, to whom he keeps referring as wholesome, protested once again that she is not wholesome.
"Not wholesome?" said I. "She's so wholesome, milk is jealous."
In other news, ran into A, a fellow law student and survivor of working at the office of the Psycho-Bitch yesterday. Both of us had been worried about the other since we hadn't seen each other all year. She had some juicy news, though. Apparently the Psycho-Bitch is down to two attorneys, and one of the ones who has left was her labor certification expert. Whatever one thought of S's lawyering skills, she churned a lot of clients through that office. Apparently so much of the staff has fled that the Psycho-Bitch had to rearrange things in her spanking new building so that everyone's desks are on the main floor so it would look busy, and the rest of the place is empty. A got this from Mike, the Psycho-bitch's former J-1 paralegal, who has also fled.
Couldn't be happening to a better person.
And now I'm going into a three-day weekend of unrelenting footnoting and revision of this damned paper. The light was a train, but I think I can outrun it....