When Hump Day Doesn't Involve Getting Humped

Somehow Wednesday seems to be the day I have the hardest time writing, and I don't really know why. So maybe this is supposed to be my brain drain day.

Got up this morning, and got to work by 7. Was covered in work by 8:30 and I haven't seen the light of day since. Way too many people want way too many things off me. Kinda feels like a gay troll bar.

Second day in a row that I went out to lunch. Yesterday, Dan...the guy who gave me his card from last week. How can I put this cleanly....he is very flirtatious. Not always a bad thing, but he does need to watch what he sends from a work email account.

Today...lunch with Cindy Lauper and Gwen Stefani. Ok...not really, but I think I had better company. Holly and Stef met me at the Sheridan for Lunch. Semi-cute waiter...service really slow...but I'm feeling generous enough to tip decently.

Hostess asked if we three ladies wanted smoking or non...(uhhh...does this shirt give me big man-boobs?) Can't a tenor voiced fairy take two of his favorite people to lunch without being accused a gender bender?

I'm starting to look forward to the weekend.

• Friday - Chicago at Playhouse Square, then off to Pickwick and Frolic to see a Stef's friend sing.


• Saturday - flying to Chicago to do a comedy show at a club in Evanstan, Il.


• Sunday - I've got three auditions at some other clubs in Chicago, then back on the plane to get home in time for a clam bake party at Mike and Joe's

So Jeff emailed me yesterday. Hmmm, lets see...well look at this...it's been two weeks since he last emailed...I notice a trend. Supposedly the reason he hasn't written was because he is rebuilding his computer. Too bad my online tracking service has him recorded as already logging in a few days ago. He feels the need to lie...go ahead. He's out of my life now. The difficult part is finding someone to fill that void created.