OK, this is what I want to know. How am I supposed to work under such circumstances? I have a date with the cutest, most charming boy in the world tonight and it's still almost FOUR hours away.



Not only that, I'm having a chat with someone tomorrow who may launch my literary career. Now that I've told you about it of course, I've undoubtedly jinxed it and will just end up a sad-sack old maid alchoholic instead of the Next Big Thing with my own candy-colered chick lit sensation (why yes I'll sign a copy!).



But ANYWAY. The point is, I've got 3 hours and 45 minutes left in this windowless hole and I don't know how I'm going to stand it.



Well, three hours and 44 minutes now.