Busy Busy Busy

Well that was a fairly productive Friday, despite having to: send out fairy tale messages, worry about Janet coming to Broadway, try to coordinate a last-minute business trip to London (still don't know if I'm going next week), lament the loss of next week's planned Ptown pilgrimage, wonder why healthy living raises one's triglycerides, *and* ponder the "what-ifs" of a soon-to-be-not-double-secret scenario that seems like it may just play out.

It's amazing I get anything done at the office. Just think if they let me have IM.

All that work can build up a powerful thirst.

Shall we go to bay-rage or the Hall of Mystery?