Company party sucked. Didn’t do any jogging at all. I feel poopy now. Fuck. But this weekend I am going to LA with a coworker that I sort of have a crush on. It’ll be fun. He’s a bit naive, although he is 10 years older than me. And he’s from Philly. Ok. That I suppose I don’t understand all that much. Dilemma: I have no idea what book I want to read. I did buy a David Sedaris book, but I want something more substantive. All I know is that we got the beat. Is this burning, an eternal flaaaaammmmeeeee? There.