The Guy from Marketing asked me to lunch! He has excellent timing, seeing as how all of my sassy office outfits are at the dry cleaners and won't be ready until Thursday. During our lunch break tomorrow, The Guy from Marketing will be delighted to find me sashaying past the copy machine wearing unclean trousers from Structure and a heinous 'no wrinkle' getup from Macy's. Sorry, darling -- the Prada's being pressed!

During our three-minute exchange -- beside the water cooler, natch -- I confessed my love for yogurt as a satisfying lunchtime meal. I admired its panoply of fruity flavors and celebrated its high protein content. I noted its lengthy shelf life and added that at least one brand of yogurt is usually on sale. Have I ever mentioned my amazing abilities as a conversationalist? It's natural, I swear.

Any hope of bonding over a mutual propensity toward dairy products was dashed once he mentioned his lactose intolerance. Lament! Oh well, I have a boyfriend anyway.

In other news: I'm seeing Blondie in concert this Sunday! The ticket cost $45, and with no sugar daddy at my immediate disposal, I declare whoever subsidizes this venture as my personal hero.

Other recent purchases: camera attachment for my Motorola phone, $38 from eBay (regularly updated fotoblog, baby!); whey protein (among other things), $60.23 from The Vitamin Shoppe; groceries, $90+ from Safeway.

If you'd like to pay my bills, you may do so through Amazon or PayPal (preferred). To simulate the receipt of sexual favors, masturbate furiously after confirming your donation. The end.