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the bailiff actually took me aside and said i was outstanding. kevin "daffy duck" duf*y was quacking all over the place--the sheriff said he'd never seen him so perturbed. clearly they were completely unprepared for some of the evidence i presented; V seemed so unfamiliar with the exhibits, i can only assume she was given false assurances on the outcome, & didn't even bother to go over half of the material. or maybe she was taken to adopt her if-i-set-it-on-fire-in-the-waste-bin-it-never-happened routine. 10 grand in legal bills will buy you some token hand-holding, i imagine. [Rx postscript: the final tab actually came to 20G's...vs. my maybe $100 in photocopying, postal costs, bus fare to the law library, etc. plus, mommy dearest took away her trust fund. ouch. BUT, she had a good time clubbing with Elena & Will in the preceding 2 months--so there's that.]

so i apparently have a newly identified talent--impeaching lying, psycho filipinos. limited application, but note-to-self taken.

...pointing to line for daffy--"what do i do, what do i do? he's quoting me saying my 'inadvertent' claim for breaking and entering was 'bullshit'... where did this come from?? how did he get it?" it was sadly pathetic and hilarious at the same time. as well as a complete violation of proper courtroom discourse--you can't consult with your attorney while testifying. what the fuck. i was asleep at the wheel on that one.

i love how i'm characterized as someone of "high technological prowess". i nearly lost it. i appreciate the compliment, but actually, Your Honor, it's just that she's fucking incompetent. "how did you find her blog?" "uh, i tried our anniversary date, sir?" i'm a regular fucking uber-hacker.

good luck going to law school with a CLETS entry, girlfriend.

And I'm a continue to put the rap down, put the mack down
And if you bitches talk shit, I have ta' put the smack down