Still can’t talk about it, but lets just say that my life can now be called San Diego Legal.
As I was walking out of the courthouse, there was a nice immigrant selling coffee.
I decided to support him in his quest to better himself and bought a cup.
The coffee was great, but the panini roll which I buttered with no salt could have been a little bit better.
So, I go to the lawyer’s office and wait.
Take a walk.
Buy some smokes.
Eat a Tums.
Ok, he’s back.
Had a quick talk and then went to help someone clean out a car.
It’s very ironic.
Me cleaning a car.
But what can I say.
She had soup waiting.
Went to teach.
It went well.
We made Chanukah cards and I ate candy.
Now I am off for a week from school.
Time to get paid!