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Dear me,

"She works hard for the money, so hard for the money, she works hard for the money so you'd better trear her right." I know that's right. You better treat me right cuz I am WORKIN'. dammnit. I believe I actually have a break. I mean I know I have a whole bunch of stuff to do in about 20 minutes, but for right now, right now, this instance, I AM FREE. Well as free as one can be when below his desk is an iron anklet. I'm such a victim, I know. We have a group of people from Kazakstan meeting in our Board Room upstairs, but unfortunately none of them is Borat. I looked. He's not here.

Tonight I'm seeing Suburbia at my old workplace 2econd 2tage Theatre. WOOOOO. I have no idea what it is about, but I'm pretty sure there's a Culkin in it somewhere. Better than having a gerkin in somewhere else, or is it? Coincidentally Darladiva and Smoosh (no I'm not allowed to call him this, but I did it anyway, ha!) are seeing the show as well. They also used to be indentured to 2econd 2tage. Luckily we've all moved on to much more fulfilling jobs...Okay I'm back from the bathroom. I hope the show is good, but mostly I hope it is 90 minutes without an intermission. Is that bad? Eh, I don't care. The tickets were free. Yay!

You'll all be happy to know that my plant Chen is doing quite well. I bought him that week that I cared about feng shui. He's really all that remains of that fad. Yes, I am a silly faddot. I hope that the blogging is not one of these fads, but we'll see, right?

Macoosh is running for Blog Class President or something, so check out her blog and then vote for her. Yay!

Heroes was great this week. I don't have much to add, but I'm sufficiently addicted.

My dear friend Cricket will be moving back to New York very soon. Check out his blog for the full story.

Literally yours,
Doodle.