I'm like 20 work hours away from kracking, moving to France, and becoming l'artiste malheureux. At the current rate of things, that puts me about Wednesday morning. Alice, I hope you wanted to go to Europe early.

Work is driving me mad, how many things can go wrong in one week? Oh my God. But this is not the place.

On a related tangent, I'm getting a dedicated server next month by the handiwork of my homeboy Brenden at Crazy Web Hosting. Love it. But will my wallet? We're talkin' PHP 5, MySQL 4.1, cPanel... step right up, just step right up!

On Sunday I refused to work, and instead went to see The Wedding Singer: The Musical w/ Alice. It was awesome! There was a giant disco ball, possibly twice the size of mine, I took a really blurry picture of it that I won't be posting tonight. The second half was great, even Mr. T plays a part. Great twists on the original classic.

Then there was the Superbowl, yarrrrgh! I saw a guy in a Steelers jacket this morning and I wanted to push him in front of a bus.

Earlier this week I caught some of Oprah w/ Dave Chappelle. Dave and Oprah both agree - you need to know who you are before you make it big, or you'll end up confused and everyone will get a piece of you. True that.

Perhaps my new job will be making KISS Celebrity Makeovers.

A dish I do not hope to try - great url.

This is the scariest thing I've ever seen - being a dentist must have some perk that overcomes this, though I can't imagine what.

Conehead.

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