Notes to Self...

-- When having a shit day, do not call Mother. She will make it worse, perhaps by insulting your boyfriend, whom she has never met.

-- Do not think of Magistrate Court as a court of "law" so much as the Romper Room of our Justice System. No, actually, in Romper Room there is order, whereas in Magistrate Court there is none... Treat it as you would a trip to Alice's Wonderland and you will escape the disillusionment I am currently experiencing.

-- It isn't a waste that I spent the last three years of my life studying to practice law. Even though I will inevitable spend the next three years of my life in Magistrate Court, where the law is wholly irrelevant, I'm sure the law will come into play somewhere down the road in my career. In any event, law school was at least a good brain teaser type exercise. That counts for something, right?

On a happier note...

In a few hours (by 7pm), I will be drinking margaritas to numb my current sense of disillusionment.

In a few days (Thursday), I will be in sunny, happy San Diego on my first real vacation since starting work.

In a few weeks (May 24th), I will be trying a case in Superior Court, where they require judges to be trained in the law and even occasionally apply it to a given case.

In a few months it will be football season and I'll be blissfully spending every other weekend in beautiful Auburn, Alabama with some of my favorite people in the world.

And in a few years, I'll have a husband and a family and much bigger concerns that the injustice of an uninjured plaintiff recovering $2500 for nothing; I'll have become too cynical and too busy with the rest of my life to even remember how unfair today seems.