No party today...but I've been bad anyway. My evil co-workers tempted me with the dastardly word "DeAngelo's." I couldn't resist. My stomach was growling and all I had planned for lunch was an Atkin's bar and some water. You see what I mean, I didn't stand a chance.

Onto other things. I called Whitey this morning all excited because I thought I had a comment posted by a non-friend. I thought that I had touched the soul of some casual passerby with my words of wit and wisdom. No such luck. Whitey fessed up. I'm devastated. What's worse, on the off chance that some wandering soul does post a comment, I'll never believe it. Curse you Whitey!