*Kristoph is sitting in his elaborately decorated cell, reading a book. This is all he does, ever. So if you would like to visit him post 4-4, feel free to drop by. Don't be shy now!*

I had planned on spending my entire day vomiting, but I have managed to pull myself away long enough to compose my displeasure in slightly more concrete form.

I recently appeared in court for what may prove to be the final time. I assume anyone following this journal understands what I mean when I say that the outcome of that trial, and the transition it represents, is nothing short of legal heresy. No I'm not talking about the petition filed asking that my sentence be carried out with the greatest swiftness our city allows--I have for many months been at peace with my "impending doom." What vexes me is not the legacy I crafted for myself, but the one others have decided for me. One other.

Law is an imperfect tool--it has always been so. But it has always operated on the assumption that we make it as efficient as possible by adhering to its philosophies, and most important, leave its processes in the hands of society's most capable. Years of schooling, exams and standards all exist to offer justice the skilled warriors it deserves to defend its banners. Aside from a few slight missteps, I have upheld the cause favorably, I should think. No sensible man would willingly undergo surgery with an unlicensed physician. Even the most common retail drone receives training and evaluation before stepping in front of a customer.

But thanks to the efforts of one, justice now prostitutes herself to the masses. From now on judgment will not be decided by the educated and gifted, but ignorant, dull-witted mouth-breathers with no understanding let alone respect for the institute they are meant to uphold. Is this progress? Entrusting a man's fate to the slovenly, vapid cattle that populate our purgatory of a city? I am only too glad to be behind bars in such a world! Had I known this was his great design, I would have confessed long ago!

What are my sins, compared to this?

I hope you're all very pleased with yourselves.

[[So, GSRP has come to an end (again/for now). I had a blast during this run through as Kristoph, and I'm grateful for all the feedback I received for my portrayal of him. I know I took him a little ways away from canon but I loved playing him and he's been a great source of inspiration to me.

I am sad the RP didn't last long enough to take us into the events past AJ, because I was honestly looking forward to playing him in prison. Sooooooo, since this account is paid up with the extra icons until December 7th anyway, I've decided to keep updating!

This RP account is no longer connected to a game or community. Instead I'm going to keep it as a character journal, maybe do updates from prison, maybe do some flashback things...just to play with Kristoph a while longer. I've also decided to declare comments completely open! So if you have an RP journal and want to visit Kristoph in jail, come on down. Or just want to bother him, that's okay too. This is just for fun.]]

[[Backdated to the end of May]]

( Next time we'll get a slapping... )

It feels like I looked up from my desk, and suddenly it was June! With Mr. Justice busy studying for the bar exam and business better than ever, May passed in such a rush I barely realized. I can only hope to find myself as pleasantly occupied every year.

In fact, just this last week there was an article written about my little firm in the May issue of L.A. Law Weekly, following my defense of Mr. Kinsley. The author, a certain Penn Leaks, complimented me on my victory and even referred to Gavin & Co. as "the most sought-after defense firm in the state, and with good reason." Never would I have dreamed of getting such an endorsement by the esteemed Mr. Leaks, and my gratitude is immense. I only hope I can live up to the expectations.

I'm a bit old to be tacking words of praise onto my refrigerator, but a frame seems a bit much. I'll have to find some tasteful way of preserving the mention...


EDIT: Yay got polly

Los Angeles' mysterious blizzared may have subsided, but unfortunately I'm still feeling its effects. Or rather, the symptoms of a terrible head cold. I'm not usually susceptible to these kinds of things and I wasn't out in the snow for any length of time, so it's come as something of a shock. I don't have many things around the house to combat it. I'd rather not have to venture outside, so if anyone has suggestions for natural remedies, or even a reliable grocery delivery service, I would be very grateful.

In any case I won't be in the office tomorrow, possibly Tuesday either. It's a good thing I just recently finished a case.

Just the other day I reconnected with an acquaintance from some years ago, who just so happens to now work in a flower shop: "In Bloom," for those of you who may know the neighborhood. To be honest I don't really know the first thing about flowers, and am not used to caring for them, but the idea of having a fresh arrangement to brighten up the office was too pleasant to pass up. Just this morning it was delivered in person, and I couldn't be happier with it. In fact, I took a picture.



Simple and elegant, isn't it? The vibrancy of the red really brings life to the office. And it was very affordable. I couldn't recommend In Bloom more. In fact, I'm thinking of making myself a regular bi-weekly customer.

Kristoph hasn't put out a Valentines Box per say, but he has put a card over his usual mail slot at the office with "Happy Valentines Day" written in looping cursive.


[[Anonymous commenting is on, IP logging is off, go nuts you crazy haters~]]

[[Note - takes place Monday afternoon]]

( Kristoph can't seem to have a pleasant meal with anyone! )

Kristoph: ((Do you tell the truth and ask him to back off?? Or play it coooool??))
Wright:> ((>:| I COULD JUST BASH YOU OVER THE HEAD WITH THIS BOTTLE HOW ABOUT THAT))
Kristoph: ((but that's my job D:))

( Twice a month for five years is a LOT of cold Borscht )

After having spent the past several days in New York for a conference, I had hoped to be met in L.A. with substantially warmer weather, but it seems the recent cold wave has spread all over. Not that I have any particular aversion to the cold or ever the six inches of snow I left behind, but the city is so much less enjoyable when it's overcast and everyone is hiding indoors.

In any case, the conference I attended was excellent. The accommodations were comfortable and the guest speakers very informative. I'm always interested to hear how attorneys are doing things on the east coast. It sounds like more and more defense attorneys are relying on private investigators to carry out their research rather than paying qualified assistants, though I'm not certain if that is the direction I ought to take my own firm. Even though business is tighter than ever, Mr. Justice works so hard for me I hardly need anyone else.

In fact, as soon as I arrived home this morning I found a message on my phone from a colleague suggesting I check out Mr. Saccup's editorial in the most recent issue of Barrister Monthly, where I was referred to as "the most sought-after defense attorney in the state." I'm certain he's exaggerating, but what a pleasant surprise to come home to! I will have to work especially hard to live up to such praise.

I will be in my office most of the day tomorrow, making sure Mr. Justice hasn't been too overwhelmed in my absence. If anyone should need to reach me, you can find surely find me there.

It has been just over a year now since I first started this blog, and this morning I took a few moments to glance over the entries and reminisce. It certainly has been an eventful year! Not only has my practice been prospering since I took the most important case in my career so far, I made many new friends - including my very capable new assistant - and even added a new member to my family.

Vongole, by the way, has fully recovered from her surgery and is as lively as ever. During Halloween I took her out to the "Haunted Corn Maze" for a bit a badly needed social interaction, and was very happy to see her enjoy herself so much. I ought to take her to the dog park more often from now on, to make sure she remained accustomed to being around other people and animals.

As for the other primary member of my family, Klavier has been exceedingly busy lately. Good for him, I say, though I hope he's able to take time off to spend Thanksgiving with me. It just isn't worth it to make any fuss out of the holidays when you're alone.

[Backdated like whoa D:]

( Pretend this was a few weeks ago )

At long last I have made up my mind and scheduled an appointment with a highly recommended veterinarian: Vongole is to be spayed this weekend. I've had every reassurance that it's a routine procedure and there's no need for concern, but I still find myself fretting a bit. I've grown uncommonly attached to the little girl since her coming here, and I hate the thought of anything happening to her.

In any case, I will be working hard this week to wrap up as many of my cases as possible. I want to be able to put in shorter hours after the surgery to spend more time with Vongole as she recovers.

There was a time when I would have never considered myself a devoted pet owner, but I am so pleased that I can now say otherwise.

Coming home from a long day of work to an empty house used to be somewhat disheartening. Now, just knowing that my charming Vongole will be there to greet me makes the evening a genuine treat. She's just about 25 weeks old now, and growing bigger every day. Sometimes she's a bit much for me to keep up with, even though she isn't chewing everything in sight (at least, not as much as she once did). I've been trying to take her on two walks every day, which has been good exercise for the both of us. And with the weather as pleasant as it's been, refreshing as well.

It's also been brought to my attention that it's about time for me to get her spayed... I have no intention of breeding Vongole myself, after all, and her breeder recommended a very talented veterinarian that will perform the procedure. I'm a bit nervous about it, as any surgery is potentially life-threatening, but I can't put it off any longer. I know once it's over she'll be much better off because of it.

If there are any fellow pet owners who have some advice to offer me on the subject, I would appreciate it a great deal.

Though I greatly enjoyed my time in Boston, I'm looking forward to finally spending the night in my own bed again.

The conference was a wonderful experience, and I feel incredibly privileged to have been invited into the presence of so many talented attorneys. One of the hosts of the event was something of an oddity, but I was lucky enough to spend a great deal of time with his colleague, the more sensible Mr. Donald. I have to admit I'm quite envious of the success his practice has enjoyed for the past several years. It was very motivational, and I'm determined to redouble my efforts towards my own humble firm.

But now I'm back home, and plan to be at work bright and early tomorrow morning. Klavier, I'd like to work out a time when I can get Vongole back from you. I've missed her more than I thought I would, and I even brought back some premium dog treats from a specialty shop I visited during my trip. I hope she enjoys them.

I hope I didn't miss too much excitement in my absence.