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Item One!

For those of you who didn't attend Urban Daddy's Cointree (Pronounced "kwan-TRAY - it's a mix of Cointreau and soiree) last night, you missed out on some tasty drinx, and some DELICIOUS turkey, brie and quince paste sandwiches! You also missed some enjoyable conversation with the always lovely and wonderful All Purpose Dark, and I met Miami Fever, but not really, because I couldn't tear myself away from the Turkey Sandwiches. He does, however, have an awesome camera!

Item Two!

I've just been voted the Vice-President of my Condominium Board! That's terrible! (I had hoped to lose, but I was basically voted Prom Queen.) That means a lot of work during time I don't have!

Item Three!

I hate going to the Rusty Pelican! I went there last Sunday to watch some of my friends eat Brunch (I loathe the food and was not going to spend more than 140 nickels to go there [I had to Valet Park]) and it reminded me of why, sometimes, I hate living in Miami. Oh, sure the feeling has dissipated mostly since I moved to the Beach, but there's nothing like a little time in the line to Valet your car at the Rusty Pelican (where there's no other parking option...) to make one want to drive one's car into the bay and drown!

Item Four!

Is it me, or are people driving slower these days? I mean like abominably slower? And it's not the out-of-towners, because it doesn't feel that much more crowded...

Item Five!

I'm sick! Thanks, Art Basel, for wearing down my defenses! Now I have tuberculosis!

Item Six!

I have to take a deposition tomorrow! Yikes!