Crap. It's almost quitting time and no blog entry.
I had lunch today with Jennifer at the Ranch and it was good.
It seems like a bunch of the clients have been a little whiney lately, which is confusing to me since I feel like I'm working as hard as ever.
Two of my clients ran into some harsh reality today when they found out that the DA's office isn't really as cool about starting a marijuana farm in your apartment as High Times or the NORML website might have led them to believe. This kind of thing seems to come up more and more frequently lately- well-intentioned hippies running aground upon the shores of a legal system which is much less forgiving than their lifestyle allows for. I'm trying my best to help these dudes out, but their case is WEAK (here's a hint folks, if you're growing pot in your apartment, try to avoid parties, arguments, or any other activities with excessive noise which might draw the cops. once they show up and they want to come inside, you're going to have problems- warrant or not).
I hope tomorrow is less stressful than today.