I can’t believe it’s past 7:30pm and I’m still at work. The stress involved in cleaning up various unusually complicated criminal, civil and family law cases that need special attention and set-aside time is making my back hurt. It’s almost a white-hot pain. Almost cold. And I’m pretty sure I’m crooked right now due to back muscle strains. *sigh*

My supervisor is going to put a floater clerk in my department tomorrow to babysit my current criminal jury trial so that I can finally tackle all those freaking annoying divorce cases sitting in my basket. It’s too bad I’m not a powerful witch who doesn’t care about consequences, or I’d have a gargantuan bonfire in the woods and dance around naked cursing all the nagging divorcees whose files are feeding my fire, cackling gleefully in the full moon. 🙁

Okay, time to finally do my distribution downstairs in the Clerk’s Office and begin the drive home. At least there’d be no traffic by the time I’m able to leave this joint.