Yes, It's That Painful.
Mood:  irritated
Topic: Rants
Have you ever drafted an application for professional compensation pursuant to 11 U.S.C. Section 330? I didn't think so. I have to draft three of them by tomorrow afternoon. Can someone just order me to prenatal bedrest right now?

I have just returned from vacation. I've got a lot of stuff in my mind. I don't want to think, read or write about anything that isn't Hunter Thompson, famous wife killers and whether they do or don't get convicted or sentenced to death, California plant life, schematics for the Kettler Junior tricycle, my husband and sons, decent corned beef and cabbage to go in Newport Beach, my unborn daughter, my former lover, the clutter I need to clear before the maids come in to clean, my front tires (which look kind of low), and my mother's lung cancer which was diagnosed two days ago. Instead I am squinting at fee statements and manufacturing sunshine to pump up His Honor's robes about why he ought to award our fees in full, forever and ever, world without end, amen.

I would rather be examined with a sandpaper speculum. I'm not kidding. Thank you for your time.