I was left alone for the remaining couple of hours of work. I’m blasting this in my office and goofing off. My friend Leslie sent me the cd recently and she took me to see them in Pittsburgh last summer. I wore these to the concert. Leslie is a good woman and wonderful friend—send good thoughts her way or I will curse your grandma. I’m an evil woman.

I brought the office manager a chocolate rum cake made from my mom’s recipe. The office manager was excited about eating a cake with rum in it for breakfast at work. My boss would eat but just a crumb. That’s no way to live.

My boss is trying to set me up with one of her theater friends. He sounds like a pretty good guy and I might as well send him an email while I am applying for drug rep jobs all over the place. I thus declare 2004 the year of why the hell not and no crying.

I am headed up north to go cross country skiing with my coworker up there tomorrow. It’s supposed to be 7 degrees there tomorrow. I hope I don’t lose anything to frostbite or break anything. I wonder if it will be too cold for the Middle Eastern doctor in his turban to be out skiing. I hope not. Ain’t nothing better than seeing a man in a turban on skis.

Well, I can’t think of much else at this moment. I hope everyone has a grand weekend.

Love to all.