Paris Hilton, who I despise, is putting out a 198-page memoir. I guess it's to tell the masses about the scared, hurt little girl inside who really never wanted all the fame and publicity, she just wanted world peace and a nice life for herself. I swear, if anyone you know buys this book, use it to beat them liberally. I've been informed that I'm having lunch today at Mauro's Cafe, which, if you ever watch the HBO series Entourage, is where the first scene of the first episode took place. The lunch and the scenery will be delicious there. And last night while watching Blind Date, the couple on the date happened to drive past my local bar that I usually go to. Curiosa Festival tonight with Fran. Then, blissfully, the weekend. I'm workin' for it. You wanna piece of my heart? You better start from the start. You wanna be in the show? Then come on, let's go.