SWEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEET!!!!!!!!! It's been a good day. I'm only sad I'm not in Boston right now to celebrate with my friends there. A couple of them just called -- drunk, of course, having been drinking since 6pm Eastern -- and said that everyone is partying in the streets and they wish I was there with them. If the Sox win the Series, there will be a full-scale riot in the city. I wish so much I could be there to participate. Celebrity sighting of the day: Melissa Joan Hart. I was walking down the hall towards my nutritionist's office when I spotted this cute girl talking to my nutritionist in his doorway. Then she left and passed me in the hall, and I walked into the nutritionist's office and said to him, "She was cute." He replies, "What, Melissa Joan Hart? Yeah..." And that's when I realized why she looked familiar. And while at the nutritionist, I found that my five-week plateau was broken and I'd lost enough weight to pass an important personal milestone. Three more pounds, and I pass another. However, there was an incident at work today involving some chicken, some creamed spinach and one of my favorite pairs of jeans. A fair amount of swearing was done on my part, but that's all I'll say about the matter... except that it's possible that creamed spinach stains.