Lately, my weave has been working harder than a tranny hooker's man made vajayjay in New Jersey. And I'm tired and sore! Let's see...Ms. Nicola and I had a superb power lunch at Koi on Thursday where we worked our hair pieces over some raw fish finery. Friday, I had a work lunch at Landmarc at the Time Warner Center where our waiter somewhat resembled some blond douchebag from The Real World...or Road Rules...or some fucking Gauntlet. I can't remember. I had the displeasure of working all damn weekend so you can only imagine how raggedly I look at this point. The one glimmer of loveliness was a tasty dinner with Ms. Grace at Bar Martignetti in Nolita on Saturday. Afterwards, we strolled over to Gatsby's for Ms. Jessica's birthday celebration. Happy birthday, girlfriend! The music was poppin with all our favorite Top 40 hits and we paid proper homage.

And now it's Monday.