Still in the office on Friday night—it’s 7:20 and I’m waiting for Jessica to get out of her meeting so we can go to a dinner meeting about where we’re all going for New Year’s Eve! Apparently she has a folder of magazine/newspaper tears from Conde Nast Traveler, etc. That’s what working in women’s magazines does to you—it forces you to become abnormally organized. We’re thinking Paris, Barcelona…? ANYWAY. It’s been a LONG week. I need to get out of here and start my weekend stat.
