Today was jam packed. I started off in the morning with my normal workout. Except this time, I didn’t have my personal trainer, Tony, with me. Instead, Tony had made a workout regiment consisting of painful exercises focusing on my core muscles. After that, I cleaned up and headed home to work on my 2006 taxes. Blech.

In the early evening, I met Bob. Bob and I had been dating since January. He’s a great guy but we recently learned that we’re not really compatible for a long-term relationship. So we did the typical exchange of stuff and had a good drink at Barca together. I loooove Barca and Dawn, one of their early evening bartenders. Dawn makes an amazing drink with Becherovka and Apfel Korn. The latter is much better than the other craptastic apple liquors.

Then…its time to party. Tonight my friends Maryam and Nima threw a big Norooz Persian New Year celebration. It was a collaboration between DiscoParvaaz, their party series, and NWPersians.com. I worked the door decked out in Armani, a black suede hat, and Prada shoes. It isn’t often that I dress up like that but this is a Persian party. Beautiful people. And, there’s typically enough jewelry and fur at these events to pay off a small countries debt. So I wanted to step up my look for the night.

I had a great time. There was a live band, DJs, decorations, and lots of fun and beautiful people. Arial helped me at the door; we ruled and bartered with gusto. That’s he and I, on the left, in the picture. (And what is going on with my mouth? Argh, I stuck my tongue out a little in fun and Maryam caught it. Ha-ha. ) As the night wrapped up, I helped strike and we all went home to bed. No, not all to the same bed.