The tales continue to roll in, the surrealness of it all still assaults me. I'm slowly getting used to it, though.

For example, there was the story that was told to me by the person I just got off the phone with, who told me that when he came to work today, his boss called him and all the other assistants into his office, handed them each $200 and roundtrip plane tickets to Las Vegas, and told them to go play for the day.

Then there was the radio-on-demand that I got today, when I instant messaged a friend who is the night-time DJ at a kick-ass radio station in Cincinnati. I'd had a song running through my head all day, and I was listening to him spin tunes online during the station's request show, so I messaged him and requested the song. Not 5 minutes later, the song starts coming through my speakers, direct from Cincinnati. One of my co-workers even asked me what I was listening to since he hadn't heard that song in a while and liked it.

More insanity will undoubtedly occur this weekend as I celebrate one of my roommate's birthday and party with some other friends. Have I mentioned recently that I'm having an absolute blast in Los Angeles? Now if only all this hard work at the gym would pay off, since the scale doesn't seem to want to move much.