On the Peninsula

Quick update, more because its raining outside and I can't sleep.

I suppose I should explain where I live, my bedroom is a peninsula.  Three external walls and my roof.  The fourth wall is where the door is of course, else wise I'd be living in a tent, which would make nights like tonight far more in the vein of interesting than it really should be.

In any event, my bedroom is a peninsula cascaded by rain on nights like tonight.  The rhythmic lapping of raindrops during the now nightly downpour provides me with a sense of solace, a feeling of contentment.  I don't know why the rain attracts me so, but it does, and an explanation doesn't seem necessary.

Well, my bedroom is a peninsula and on nights like tonight I feel like I have escaped.  Escaped from the frenetic activities of the day, distanced from the ordered chaos of paper mountains and pressing deadlines.  Time seems to sit still in my peninsula, or at least slow to a crawl.

My peninsula is my isle, my island getaway, my refuge and shelter from the storm outside.

New goodies

I now have my filthy hands on my fresh MacBook.  After a day of tinkering, I now also have my music and photos on here again.  I should move over my personal data shortly, but I've found a couple of distractions.

Firstly, and probably to sound more educated than I might be, Apple has introduced a fascinating new section in iTunes - iTunesU.  In short, it's a collection of podcasts from universities all over the world on a variety of lectures.  Currently I'm listening to Lord Justice Woolf of Barne's lecture held in Yale about overcoming the obstacles with litigation, and removing some inherent faults in civil proceedings.

It might sound a little dry to some, but its rather interesting to law geeks of my profoundness.  If that's not your thin

g, I'd recommend sussing out some other bites there.  The Dalai Lama has a lecture under the Stanford section.

Of course, there's things in the more pop persuasion.  And if that tickles your fancy I highly recommend the following:

I know I've gone into that before, and damn straight.  The man is musically minded.  I for one am glad he's gone down the path of Blues rather than more of his Pop.  Just look at Continuum versus Room For Squares.

And to add some much missed colour to this webpage.

I also recommend delving into Watchmen.  It's been brought to the fore thanks to Zack Synder's cinematic adaptation.  I wonder how it will work.  You should read the graphic novel.  Don't let that put you off by the way, it is rated amongst Time's Top 100 Novels.  That's right.  Novels.

Now, go, listen, watch, read, and enlighten yourself.

Little crazy

So I'm still to replace my laptop; the money is there the time isn't. Not that I'm complaining, I love how awesome my work is and how much time it takes up. Scary to think the days move by so quickly but they do, with ease and the warmth of basking in a passionate part of my life.

I know, who would describe pleading in court, settling cases, sparring with Partners and practitioners twice my age and boundless years of exprience to my few as exhilirating? Who would consider it a wonderful experience leading the charge in cases where clients are looking down the barrel of $400,000 at least? Who would relish the thrill of diving in head first to a hearing with only 7 days preparation?

I'm one crazy fool. But I'm happily fooling round with my craze.

On another note, I've been cranking John Mayer's latest offering - Where the light is. Highly recommended, it's apparent why he's referred to as the musician's musician. Just listen to the opening 5 tracks on disc 1. You will not begrudge the time spent.

With that I shall retire for the night. Hopefully after this weekend I won't have to type this from my iPhone. Despite the unique experience I miss typing. The throes of dictation has me in her grasp thanks to the necissity associated with work.

And on the Eighth Day

So...everything is falling in place.

I'm running a trial in 2 weeks.

Insurance paid out and as an apology they're completely replacing my kick ass camera with an even kicker-asser camera.

And I'm blogging this from my iPhone.

Life is good.

Better Late Than Never

As if you needed a further update. Well, I guess it's only fair.

My birthday came and went, and by some standards it was abysmal - in that I'm in a different city to my family, majority of friends, and that I had to work right through it. I had to cancel lunch with friends, and cocktails with more friends. I was actually kicked out of my office at 7:30 pm by my colleagues berating me to go out and celebrate.

But on the other side, it was a great birthday. I scored some pretty sweet swag; one present is a gift that keeps on giving - 26000 Vodka. I mean, that bottle is a stunning looking piece of art. As for work - I was busy doing what I love; it was a great feeling to be involved waist deep in some of this stuff, including receiving a file that afternoon requiring me to attend Court the very next morning. I live off that adrenalin coursing through my veins as a result of that intense excitement.

What else? I received a chocolate cake delivered to my work. That's right. A chocolate cake. Delivered. To me. Now that is class. That, my friends, is a present worth well beyond the monetary value attached to such deeds. It tasted amazing by the way, made more succulent by the embarrasment that ensued when my friends sang happy birthday to me in a crowded restuarant. Speaking of cakes, I made my cheesecake as a birthday shout; devoured, with compliments. Thanks for the recipe, it continues to astound everyone who comes near the finished product.

Still haven't received my insurance payout yet. Hopefully it's forthcoming this week. They'll feel the sharp sting of my tongue if they're not careful. It's one of the good things working for my law firm - we're well known in the insurance business. And our reputation is good. Fearsomely good.

Anything further? Nothing as of yet. Oh, except possibly one of the best unintentional birthday presents ever - relinquishment of supervision to the extent that I'll be doing MY OWN thing in Court. Second year out, and I'm playing with claims worth $200,000 up against Partners of other firms and renowned Barristers. It's probably a good thing my firm thought I was turning 31.