Tonight I went to Labyrinth for $3.50 martinis for the first time in about 1,000 years. I had a drink called the “Slowly Screwed,” which I ordered entirely based on the name. It contained: vodka, Southern Comfort, sloe gin and orange juice. It tasted like magic.

On the “remember when I actually cared about my blog?” front, I added a sitemeter today, so I have something to obsessively check.

I have decided that I will buy shoes with a small percentage of my tax return and the rest will go responsibly into savings.

I’m loving the Laurelai.