Pushing paper

Spent pretty much the entire day so far drafting covering letters for contracts, making copies of said letters and contracts, collating all the papers so they get distributed to the appropriate places, mailing them, etc. etc. I'm surprised my hands aren't absolutely covered in paper cuts. It's a boring task, and one I would love to hand off to an assistant, but oh. Wait. I don't have an assistant. Still, at least my desk looks neater with that giant stack of stuff off of it. Just got a few, smaller, more manageable stacks to deal with.

Oh, and I had a couple of good lunches recently -- yesterday at Les Halles, which is Anthony Bourdain's restaurant, for all you Kitchen Confidential fans. (The book, not the short lived sitcom. Although that too was based on Bourdain.) And today, met an editor (and blog-reader!) for lunch at My Most Favorite Dessert Company. Amazingly rich peanut butter pie for dessert. Wow. Though the heavy, delicious and filling meals I ate are probably contributing to my afternoon lethergy. Still, at least it's almost 5pm.

Going to try to hit the gym tonight, wherein the hard part isn't just going, but going home after work, getting my stuff, and then going back out. Because god forbid I have enough forethought in the morning to bring my gym clothes to work. Wish me luck!