9:49

The events of this week lead me to believe that I could really use a personal assistant.  This position would mostly entail fetching me more wine when I ran out, but would likely also require a person to find me a job, find me an apartment, work the aforementioned job, pay my rent and take dictation when I was feeling particularly poetic.  Oh, and he or she would have to be okay with working for a pint of Haagen-Dazs per week because I'm broke.