Wow, it�s not 11am yet? I feel like I�ve been here for a full day, with all the morning�s productivity. And it was so difficult for me to tear myself away from my slave and actually go to WORK. Bleah! I�ll be fine. I mean, this is it, I get through today, and then � paid vacay to the great City of Angels, attend some classes and gallivant around the Greater L.A. area! This, I can live with. I�m trying to decide just how long I want to stay away. I spoke with Lizard last night, and she told me that her friend's bi-weekly mansion party is THIS Saturday. Hmm.

Apparently, there was MUCH debauchery at the last mansion party, strippers and actors and porn stars and wannabes, sex and drugs and rock & roll, a beautiful view and a HUGE place to party in. Hmm, indeed. But before I pop a vessel in my forehead trying to figure that one out, onto my little update:

Last night was delectable! D.Z. put together a fantastic feast for Spider Monkey, O.H. and Yours Truly. From cheese puffs to cheese cake, with tender grilled pork & peaches, rice-stuffed roasted tomatoes� ooh, I�m salivating! It was delicious. We watched the movie, Haiku Tunnel , fast becoming one of my new favorites, winding down the evening with laughter, as every evening should end. So nice.

I�m thinking of stopping by my old place of employment in L.A. while I�m going to be right there around the corner from it. I got fired, you know. I brought in huge clients, placed a lot of wonderful people, made the office a LOT of money� I was fired for explicit email. Politics, my dears, politics. I remember the shock I felt, right before my vacation to New York, when my numbers were immaculate, my productivity high, to be told to gather my things and leave. I remember the sheer loathing in my then-boss�s eyes, almost a sense of some kind of hatred. It was new for me, and therefore I reveled in it for a moment, which surprised them, I�m sure. I just sat and stared at her, memorizing her distorted features, savoring her discomfort with my lingering presence.

I was upset for a LONG time about that. Feeling betrayed, hurt, wronged, oh the injustice of it all! I was distraught. They even fucked me out of my vacation pay. But it�s been a year since I�ve really been bothered by it, and I really WANT to go say �HI!� To stop in, survey the place I never really liked working in anyway, but was at for so long, show my face, smile and inquire after the few that I cared about there. I may. We�ll see. Ooh, that actually sounds like a LOT of fun. It�s been so long� I lost touch with all the surrounding friends in shops and offices that I had made. I wonder if any of them are still around. It�s crazy, the wild jerks and turns that life can take, sucking you up and spitting you out in the most unexpected places. I love that about life. I love that I�m in a job I enjoy so much, and working with people whom, though quirky and sometimes outrageously infuriating, are quite lovable.

So, tonight I drive up to the city. Tomorrow, I have this paralegal thing, and Friday, just the morning of it. Then, whatever I choose to do! I need to savor this time in my life � young, free, fun, fuck� I can do ANYTHING I want to. I CAN be spontaneous � sometimes. This feels like one of those times. Oh, what will she do!? Whatever it is, you know I�ll be telling you about it. And if anything exceptionally exciting happens in the next day or so, I�ll get myself to a computer and shoot out a little update for you. Because I KNOW how bad you NEED to know. Love to all my friends, I promise to try and get back in one piece. Hee, hee hee!

-Barbarella

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