10-Mar-2006
1.) Had lunch with the Other Me. Or, rather, showed up at the Century City food court, at which point I had been instructed to call her cell for her exact coordinates, but woe is me, I just got a new phone and the only numbers I have are those of my blood relatives! Yikes! And yes, I know, that is exactly the sort of excuse that, if a guy pulled with me, I'd never speak to him again. After scouring the place with no trace of my faux-twin, I ordered falafel and sat chomping on it by the escalator. When I had finished eating, I stomped inside to search for a trashcan (flakiness does not suit me). Lo and behold, there was the Other Me, sitting with the Ex Boss, one of my favorite people in the entire world, Ex Sort of Faux Boss (you know what, screw it, let's just call them "my old office minus The Great Man"), and Ex Boss's friend The Geico Commercial Actor. I joined them for post-food chat, most of which revolved around Aqua Teen Hunger Force.
2.) When I returned to my current office, who was waiting there but one of our writing producers, the very one, in fact, who read my O.C. And she brought me a sampler of chocolates from Boule! You know how you get some chocolate samplers and you know you can stop eating because you'll eventually get to one that's bad (like, for example, chocolate creamsicle)? That doesn't happen with Boule. Holy. Shit. I've already eaten half the friggin' sampler.
So yes, presents, Ex Boss back from New York, and I still have some falafel waiting for me in the fridge. Today ain't so bad.

What is this glee I detect over Bryan being back from NYC?
Love you!!
Mom