I got to leave work! I would have left when I didn't have any work left to do/was drained of energy from all those client meetings, but of course I feel the need to put in facetime in front of a senior attorney who I think thinks I'm a fuckup. Oh, office politics.

In better news...I have been networking some among the juvenile defender community and my future looks pretty bright once I get some more experience under my belt and I have the option of Mr. McCoy-to-be's health insurance. Good things are being said in the metro area, people! Good things are being said.