26-Oct-2006

First off, I'd like to thank everyone for their kind words regarding Mammy.  She will, indeed, be missed.  However, I know she would want me out on the town, celebrating her life, rather than mourning her loss (although we all know you can do both at once).  So celebrate I shall.  And celebrate I did. 

Last night found me and Cliffhanger at Doughboys, home of the world's best red velvet cake (and I've sampled a lot of red velvet cake, yo).  I didn't know before we got there, but she booked her baby client a job (please correct my incorrect non-insider lingo if and when necessary, Cliffhanger)!!!  Celebrations were in order, what with her being all official and whatnot.  I mean, it's no surprise that she's finding success.  She's got mad talent, integrity, and (I'm convinced) a stellar plot for my demise, so anyone she reps should consider themselves one lucky duck (or actor, as it were).  We have formulated a pilot idea, about which I am way psyched (shut up), and, as has happened both times we've been at Doughboys, we looked up from our Zen mad genius and realized it was midnight.  Sooooo past my bedtime....

And now I'm at "work," getting a lot of writing done, being forced to stop for an El Torito lunch date.  New Boss, whom I already love dearly, wants to read me, so I'm going to give him my O.C. the next time we both decide to show up at the office on the same day.  But who knows when that will be?  His words... "Melissa, just because they gave us an office, that doesn't mean we have to, like, go every day."  Holla.