I Fought the Bank and I won

Yeah- thats right Wachovia - I had exactly $1.53 in my account when you charged me $60 worth of overdraft fees. And yes, I accept your apology.

That was some good news. Oh, and my check from work came. This whole week seems to be going well except for the three cold sores on my upper lip (small, but they won't be small for long), the non-smoker constipation and (hold on I really want to make some coffee) I have to weasel out of a reservation at Balthazar. Who even goes there anymore? I'll tell you - people from Florida who thinks its still cool. I think I'm gonna have to do one of those, "I know you think this is what you want..." talks.

Cheesy thing PWD said this weekend, "Lets get you dirty before that shower." (That doesn't even make sense does it really- I mean, the shower will make me clean, but I knew what he meant.) He has the unfortunate problem of being too cool and intellectual to ever pull off one of those statments, but he wants to try. Which makes it insanely cute. Its hard to go from a debate about the size of Rem Koolhaus's office in NYC to a sex scene. But it can be done.