The Ole Switch-A-Roo

My friend was moved out of her section of court after being placed in contempt and practically arrested. The deputy just wasn't fast enough to catch her. The office moved around almost every trial attorney for the most part. I have been moved to a different section of court. My judge gets all kinds of media attention. Not to mention, my previous judge was not too fond of him. But I am content with the move. I feel far less pressure and stress now. I don't think I will request another section of court. If I stay any longer, I may request to be moved to another division in the office. I don't like the idea of laterally moving. I don't think there is anything left in the office for me to achieve. I feel like I have reached the highest climbing point for any attorney there. The only other thing would be supervisor over a particular division in the office and I am sure that would require my staying far longer than what I have been there. A popular defense lawyer asked me if I would consider joining his firm. I told him I would call him. Somehow my supervisor found out about that. I don't know how, but she commented. I am not sure if I want to make that move. I am not all too comfortable with the idea of working for him. Something about him just doesn't seem right to me. If I have that feeling, that is usually an indication that I need to let it go right past me. This weekend has been good to me. I have to finish working on a writ that is due tomorrow. Mentally I have been okay. I have a pet fish now and for some reason, his presence makes me feel as though I am not alone in my apartment. I really do like my pet a lot. I named him Nemo. He is sooooo cute!!!! He is red and blue and he likes to eat. He floats towards me when I approach his fish bowl and he just stares at me as if he is saying feed me seymore. (for anyone who has ever watched little shop of horrors) But overall, I love my new pet. Now if I could just get the rest of the apartment in order everything would be fine.