Monday, February 23, 2009

A Win

All day long, I have been working my ass off, trying to figure out my new assignment, trying to field phone calls from angry and hurt people in my personal and professional life.

I have been trying to adjust to sticking with the most ridiculous life choice I ever made: I gave up meat, dairy, and caffeine. I don't know why... I feel like I need more opportunities to be in control or something.

I finally made it home after a 13 hour day with nothing to eat but fucking stupid ass grapes, and called my friend to vent.

Everything in my life has been so fucking shitty lately, that I completely forgot to even mention that something fantastic happened today.

I won my oral argument. AND the opinion was published. I am precedent. Well, not me personally... but... you know. It's still fucking cool.

I can't believe I almost forgot to even think about that.



Jax said...

CONGRATULATIONS!!! That's oustanding!!!

Scott Rose said...

Congratulations on all of the above, including dropping the meat & dairy!! Did you read the book "Skinny Bitch"?? Most compelling modern book I've read to permanently drop meat & dairy and never look back!

five tomatoes said...

That is fantastic! Way to litigate.

The Artful Blogger said...

Congratulations on what is sure to be the first of many!

rem said...

cool. candy necklaces all around!

Law Daze said...

Won your oral argument AND published? Awesome feeling, I bet. I was incredibly happy with successes at relatively minor hearings. Feel good, and enjoy it!
Oh, and what right does anyone in any of your lives have to be hurt? You owe them your friendship or professional colleague-ness, support at times, and honesty only to the point that it truly affects them (and not their wussy 'woe is me' wittle feelings) --- you owe NO ONE your privacy, your pain, or the right to weigh in on your decisions, including how to handle all of the above. How about, "I'm sorry, of course I did not mean to hurt you, but this was not all about you. It was mine. If you are my friend/family/supportive SOB that you claim to be then you already understand that. Now, would you like to hear about my awesome win today?"

Shelley said...


(I was happy not to see a kitten at the top of the post!)

rem said...

well grace,
I would aruge that those who know you best know that unreturned texts/calls/emails doesn't always mean you don't love/like/care. You've also proven to be very supportive and loyal when people were feeling like shit...WHILE dealing with this being a part of your everyday likfe. You've saved my ass a few times, that's for sure. I'm not blowing smoke up your ass (in fact it makes me wanna barf when people on your blog do that.), I'm just saying, to love Grace is to know that she has her own way of...hmmm...loving. Relax and let you handle things your way and in your time and it all ends up being worth it. Besides, why would a person want to speak with someone who is forcing themselves to communicate with a you out of obligation? F-in weak. Anyway, it's cool Grace. A lot of us get it. We'll always be around when you're ready. xoxo

Harmless Error said...

You rock. You rock my world, you rock the States Attorneys' world, you rock everyone's world.


rem said...

hey, what's an ass grape? sounds bad.

Anonymous said...

Awesome on the setting precedent! And extra awesome for going veg! The animals thank you!

Anonymous said...

REM, I don't think that "ass grape" is a particular kind of grape. The way I read that sentence was that all Grace had in the refrigerator was grapes, and because she was disgusted/upset about the fact that that's all she had to eat after a 13 hour day, they then became "ass grapes."

But of course, only Grace has the final say on what she meant.

rem said...

well, sure. I suppose one could see it that way. But in my world I prefer there being an ass grape.

the Preppy Princess said...

A belated congratulations on the win, that sounds very cool.

BTW, ass grapes are sounding pretty good.

Overflowing Brain said...

As a history teacher, that is the definition of pretty fucking cool.


(Now go eat something more substantial than grapes!)