Brainsalad
The frightening consequences of electroshock therapy

I'm a middle aged government attorney living in a rural section of the northeast U.S. I'm unmarried and come from a very large family. When not preoccupied with family and my job, I read enormous amounts, toy with evolutionary theory, and scratch various parts on my body.

This journal is filled with an enormous number of half-truths and outright lies, including this sentence.

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Ok. So here's the deal.

So here's the deal.

Some major shit went down with my daughter a week and a half ago. I still haven't figured out whether the end result is positive or negative. I'll write more about it when I feel like it. That won't be soon.

I had to take a trip to an out of the way court in the early afternoon. It was closer to my place than to work so I came home an hour early.

When I got home I had an email telling me I have an A.M. trial Friday for a case I know nothing about. I won't be going home early for the next two days. Especially since I will be away at another judicial conference the following week. I have to be certain all my investigations are at the place I need them, subpoenas are ready for some trials when I get back, and that my office is neat enough so that people can find stuff in an emergency.

You know, the guy that is the boss of my boss refused to hire me for a position I wanted a couple of years ago. He said that he didn't think I would make a good litigator. Now I do twice as much as I would have at the position I was interviewing for, and he's my boss anyway.


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