Casey on the Case: AKA ADA Superstar

Full Name: Casey Joan-Marie Novak

Profile: My name's Casey Joan-Marie, I'm thirty years old (I had to go back and change this from twenty seven because I am now the big 3-0 and I don't think that it's appropriate), I'm a prosecutor, and I have no social life. There, I admit it freely. I spend most of my time working, and the only friends I have are cops, who aren't very social people either. They complete me. I was born in Richmond, Virginia (if my name isn't any indication that I'm Southern; God, why did my parents give me this awful name?) and I have four butthead brothers whom I think I'll give a shout out to: Hey buttheads. Real mature, no? I have six nieces and nephews all belonging to the same brother, my eldest, Andrew. That's me, for maybe like the one person who's actually interested in my boring life. I need a boyfriend pronto.

Interests: Sports, law, books, TV, travel, Virginia, beauty, music, hiking, biking, running

Books I Start Reading and Attempt to Finish: Valley of the Dolls, Freakanomics, Portrait of a Killer

Favorite Web Haunts: SCResource.gov, Wikipedia, WebMd, iVillage

Archives:

September 2006

October 2006

November 2006

--------- Stabler Gets On My Nerves

--------- Way to Look Like A Soccer Mom…

--------- Untitled

December 2006

--------- What I'd Do for a Shot of Vodka

--------- Burning Questions

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Tuesday, November 14

Stabler Gets on My Nerves

It's been a long freakin' day, and to top it off, I had to deal with Stabler and that pissy attitude of his…again. I will not be a freakin' punching bag for him. No siree. I am not OLIVIA. I honestly don't know how she puts up with him because STABLER GETS ON MY F-ING NERVES. Not that I don't like the guy…I do like him and all, it's just that with his short temper, he can be a bit unbearable. Outside the job, he's okay, I guess. I honestly don't see why Olivia wants to come back…to him at least. I can't blame her for leaving, but I wish she had better timing. My last case hinged on her testimony to save both her integrity and my rape case.

I really hate last minute, adrenaline rush cases like that.

It drives me insane.

Elliot is always trying to fall on Olivia's sword. That's just the way he is with her. I am not so lucky. From day one, he never liked me, and I'm pretty sure he still doesn't like me, not in the way that you think.

I love my old nightshirts. It reminds me of my teenage years. I was a tomboy, I guess, and I was always wearing jeans and tee shirts, hats, borrowing my brothers' jeans to conceal my hips and caboose…but in private, at night, I wore my nightshirts with pretty princesses and hearts and other girly stuff that otherwise wouldn't be seen by others. Now, I am not as shy about my looks, but I do always make a conscious effort to wear black and blue. But my hips are big and my booty is well, big. Not in the sense that I'm fat, but just big.

The unit has been pretty quiet lately. Nothing too exciting going on except Harris the Clerk Guy's b-day…that was some damn good cake. I ought to know because I had some in the morning when I stopped by to have a little "friendly" chat with Dani.

Yeah, I don't like her. She is a big liability and I told her that. She looked at me with those weird eyes and I turned and left her there standing like an idiot. Elliot has forged a soft spot for her, that much is for sure. I think she kind of balances him out in the impulsive anger department. She does what he's thinking before he acts on it.

I can't believe she took Eve home, though. What was she thinking? The kid could've burned the whole damn building down! That's the kind of stuff I'm talking about! Am I the only voice of reason here? Argh!

I also had a slice with lunch when I stopped by yet again to pick up some files and small talk with Munch, then I came back later in the evening to see if there was some left, and there was so I ate that piece too.

But, I have learned patience through the art of growing up with four brothers and yoga. Finding the inner peace…and my future husband and father of my children…finding the inner peace…

Peace out w/ love my homies! (Fin just cracks me up)…CJ

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Wednesday, November 22

Way To Look Like A Soccer Mom…

Okay, is it just me, or are Olivia's bangs and new hairdo totally ridiculous? When I saw her, I almost wanted to ask, 'where's the minivan and 3.2 ½ children'. Not one of her best looks, but the woman's been eating tofu and soy for weeks on end, so I'll give her a break. But still, this is her worst hair blunder yet. It's cute when it's curled, but she looks like she came out of an episode of Desperate Housewives or something…

Shoot! I'm missing Medium! Love that show. Patricia Arquette? Pure genius. I'm kind of in to science fiction and comedies because anything having to do with perps, guns, and slimy lawyers disinterests me. Surprising, no? where did I get that from? Asking a question then adding 'no' at the end?Weird. Anyhow, I love that she is this normal looking mom that sees the future and talks to dead people. so wish I could do that. It'd make my job a helluva lot easier.

Like that tom cruise movie from a while back…I think I went to go see that one with a boyfriend at the time…

I turned on Medium. so the happiness

But yeah, Olivia looks like a mom. Not saying that it's a bad thing…she just looks all soft and innocent now. But I went off on her and Stabler today…they really screwed up but then miraculously redeemed themselves with my help. I love them to death, but they're killing me!

Olivia, seriously needs to lose the ponytail. She looks like a tired housewife who doesn't care how she looks anymore.

CJ:(

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Saturday, November 25

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Two things: 1) I was happy to know that people really are interested in my life 2) I pissed off the housewives in this community.

NoPlaceLikeHomeMom39 wrote:

'Of course you would say that because you're not a wife or a mother. How stereotypical and immature of you, and you're a lawyer. Check your facts, and you'll see that there's so much more to worry about than getting our hair right'

JimmyChooluvr:

'You're single and thirty. 'Nuff said'

QRTF8651:

'I suppose the next thing you'll be saying is that we're breeders and being legally bound sex slavery under the guise of marriage. Give me a break…single women with no responsibilities are always on the soapbox about how they don't want to be "tied down" by commitment'

And my personal favorite…

NelsonFamilyValues:

'Being a housewife is a wonderful thing…it's more than just looks…I thought that being single and liberated was best for me, but when I got married and had my first child, I realized how selfish I had been not to give life to another human being. Consider yourself robbed of this kind of joy, you are a selfish, self-serving woman'

Ouch…whoa, I didn't mean that. I didn't want to offend anybody. I'm sure being a stay at home mom is great…I didn't say anything about that. I was just saying that my friend Olivia has done better as far as looks go and that I didn't like her hairdo. And I know women who are stay at home moms and they've admitted to me that they didn't feel as good as they want to look.

Sometimes, we women lose touch with ourselves.

So, if I offended anyone, that wasn't my intent…sheesh!

I totally like marriage, I really do. Even though my dad had a divorce or two, I still believe in love and building a healthy marriage. I don't want to stay single forever!

I'm checking in a little early because I'm having a crappy day, and I need to vent. First of all, I didn't get to see any of my family this Thanksgiving, and I am so disappointed. I was hoping that Andrew and the kids would be able to make it, but he didn't. Sean, my middle brother, did call me though, and he said that he would be in town on business for Christmas. Well, great, but he'll be on business.

Secondly, I can't have a moment to myself without people walking into my office without so much as a 'hey, how are ya.' it's annoying and frustrating and this has been going on since 9 this morning. One good thing, though, a clerk offered to toast and cream cheese my bagel and (somehow, that just didn't sound right) I accepted, thanking God in Heaven for that little extension of mercy on my day.

It was good too:)

Yummy bagels…carb goodness.

Thirdly, Liv doesn't drink soda anymore! What is up with THAT? No more Dr. Pepper girl talks! That soy must have gone to her head. Well, I certainly won't be made to feel guilty when I pick up a soda. I mean, I'm all for the environment, but sometimes, I need my sugar fix.

Am going bike riding through Central Park. Set a date for date with Marcus!

CJ;)

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Monday, December 11

What I'd Do for a Shot of Vodka

I had dinner with Elliot tonight. Everything was good, and surprisingly enough, he had good taste in wine. It was nothing romantic, just two friends having a nice dinner. He apologized to me for his behavior toward me. Likewise, I apologized for going off on him and Olivia.

However, Elliot never pays any of the women in his life compliments anymore. It's little things like that that would have made a difference in his marriage, I think. The feeling of not being appreciated hurts sometimes, especially when it's people you love.

We talked, and surprisingly enough, Olivia didn't enter into the conversation at all. I've noticed something between them from the moment I met the two of them. I like to think that Olivia is more complicated than Elliot really because she likes to keep things inside and rationalize them instead of just letting it out.

Elliot wears his heart on his sleeve. He doesn't hold his emotions in as much as he used to.

He talked about the kids, Kathy, and how much he missed them. I have to admit that Lizzie is my favorite because she reminds me of me when I was her age…wow, it seems so long ago. Thirteen was a great age; I got my first crush at thirteen.

Jeremy Einsberg.

He lived up the street from me, and my brothers hated him because he was such a deviant, and that's why I liked him. I wasn't like other girls…I was in to sports, punk rock, and burping contests, and he liked me for me. Other boys didn't like me because I acted too much like one, but not Jeremy.

We went to the movies, went to a couple of minor league baseball games, we had dinner over each of our parents' houses, only the Evil Bitch AKA my second stepmother ruined it. She made me dress up for dinner, and Jeremy got creamed by my brothers. It was a disaster, but he kissed me anyway and ran home when Bobby, the youngest of my four brothers chased Jeremy down the street.

Jeremy kissed me kinda like Elliot kissed me.

On the cheek, quick and friendly like. Not that I'm interested in Elliot. Ew. In relation to him and Olivia, I'm like the little sister. Going out with him would just be too weird.

I love How I Met Your Mother! It is so cute, and a perfect ending to a good day. I can't wait for my date with Marcus. He is so damn sexy! The last time we talked, we had drinks, and he smelled so good. So, now we have a date, and I have to find something warm and sexy at the same time. Maybe I should buy a new bra and a pair of panties. Yeah…

Victoria's Secret here I come!

But man, I'd kill for a small shot of vodka. Just to loosen up. Dinner with El was nice, but work was just…weird. A suspect went off on me at arraignment, and then I didn't get any pickles on my pastrami and I usually do.

I realized in the middle of practicing my opening statement that I hadn't done any Christmas shopping, and I had no wine at home. Just very strange.

But, I got new pictures of my nieces and nephews via e-mail, and is quickly becoming my new favorite website! Thanks to PI23 for referring me! I absolutely love your blog! Go figure, lawyer people hanging with lawyer people! Tee hee!

I know she'd give me a shot of vodka.

Sometimes, wine just isn't enough to wind down from a stressful day, even though I have none.

30Rockstar1945: Thank you for your honesty, and yes, you do have options for that situation. There's a guy I know that works in legal aid and his name is Luca Place. He is a whiz and he'll definitely take your case and provide you with the best options available.

You like me, you really like me! Sally Field.

I'd take two shots for you, 30Rockstar1945.

CJ

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Tuesday, December 19

Burning Questions

My date with Marcus was…incredible! The food was incredible too but pales in comparison to the incredibleness of MarcusJ

Is it just me, or does any other single woman dating have like a list of burning questions that you never really get around to asking because it would just be way too awkward?

I did, but then I forgot them because Mark is brilliant, funny, and he has freakin' awesome eyes. They are soft and gentle. The best part is that he is from Virginia too! Near Alexandria, and he wishes to go back soon…hmm.

My burning questions:

1) Boxers of briefs?

2) Put it on the table right now for real: gay or straight?

3) How big are your hands?;)

4) Say, 'Dufuskie'

5) Which would you rather attend: a Yankees game or a strip club?

6) Do you prefer satin sheets, or cotton?

Of course, I never feel bold enough to ask those kinds of questions, especially on a first 'date'. I sound like a teenager.

I remember my first date. I was twenty, and all grown up, and my first year of law school, I met this guy. His name was Hick Jordan. I don't know what kind of name Hick was, but I like it because he liked me. He asked me out, and I accepted. He took me to a burger joint, but it was enough for me. Of course, the only thing we really talked about was school and our fellow coeds, but it was a fun date nonetheless.

We went out for about two months, until I met Charlie.

Any of you ladies have Burning Questions? That would be so fun!

I like the way he put his hand on my lower back when we walked into the restaurant. I don't think I've ever dated a guy with a touch that subtle and gentle before.

Best part of the date: playing one on one.

That's why he told me to bring a pair of pants. I never knew I could play basketball in heels. I'm just that good.

I know it sounds too good to be true, but it's so true. We played one on one!

We're best friends, but it's not awkward to date him. My brothers would hate him just for even coming within a hair's breadth of me, so that's why they live in Virginia and I live in New York. They'd have his ass if they saw his hand slip down to mine for but a moment and then to the small of my back.

Buttheads.

Pains in the ass is what they are sometimes.

We didn't kiss, but man, did I want to. I think he wants to take it slower than I do.

I hope everyone has a Merry Christmas!

With love, CJ

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