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I’ve been busy, and that’s good, actually.
Despite calling it an early night last night, I overslept this morning. Granted, this is by my standards, so I still had plenty of time to get ready this morning and leave to make my train. Because of my plans (see below) I put on my navy three piece, which fits me better now than it did when I had it made. It was a blue morning, I wore a dark blue shirt and dark teal tie, and even my socks have blue accents. Unfortunately, both the Market-Frankford and Norristown High Speed trains were running behind, which was a problem since I was going to court in the flesh today. This was a blessing in disguise, as the trial my coworker and I were set to observe fell through at the last minute, so at least I didn’t waste my time waiting around. We were nevertheless able to observe the next courtroom over. I don’t feel comfortable disclosing specifics, but I can certainly describe the vibe.
It was a windowless room, needlessly large yet somehow claustrophobic, like many of the rooms back in Coaldale. The air was stuffy like old memo pads or newspapers. Everything wooden, which is to say every thing, creaked and groaned at the slightest change. The acoustics were poor, and even a trained opera singer might find it hard to project their voice so the audience could hear, much less some ordinary people going through what might be the most miserable day of their lives. My coworker and I took detailed notes, and proceedings ended with a little time to spare for brunch at the cafe I’ve been going to. I saw Jordan (not my estranged cousin) there at lunch yesterday, which was pleasant.
On that note, I joined Jared’s Spelljammer table on Sunday with my friends from Kline, my character is “Sir Tibere,” a lawful good warforged cleric (life)/druid (stars) of the Silver Flame originally from a system on the distant fringes of space. They needed a dedicated healer, so I made a literal healbot. I have a Lancer session (virtual) after work tonight, and I’ll be having a virtual Session 0.5 for the 5.5 game I’ve been running on Thursdays, since we’ll surely be having some new players now that we’re online. Last week our heroes managed to put the fallen hero Merenhotep to rest, and as far as they can tell the horrors which have been plaguing Naranjgrad will cease.
I like my new job, I like that I can apply everything I learned as a 1L and do some real good. It’s a shame that there’s only so much I can discuss, some of my assignments are really interesting. My job for the Solicitor’s Office is to do whatever assignments end up on my desk or in my inbox, frequently punctuated by meetings. Even outside of work, I have meetings and obligations. I like this, as unusual as that may seem; I like having structure and I like having routine. Moreover I need structure and need routine. I live and breathe by my day planner.
I am my father’s son.
One of the biggest problems last semester was (arguably) a lack of structure. Nothing was the same, there was a certain incorrectness to it all. Things are correct now, or far more correct than they were, anyway. I’ve been remarkably efficient at my current job, and I hope that my bosses will be willing to vouch for me moving forward. I currently plan on hanging out with Giara this Friday after work, which should be nice. I’m not sure if it’ll be Incunabuli or Wolves Upon the Coast Saturday night, nor am I sure if we’ll have a Spelljammer session on Sunday. I hope I can do all of that. I like being social, quite frankly I like people, and I’m starting to have people of my own. Having people gives my days structure, it’s correct.
Sierpinski Tetrahedron 