How anyone could read this and still think not only that I was employed by Uptown Magazine, but also that I would be in charge of their hiring, is realy beyond me. To coin a phrase: the stupid hurts.
Anyway, after an hour and forty-five minutes of sleep and ten-plus hours of work, I can’t exactly say that I’ve recovered from last night’s insomniac mess, but I’m pretty sure I’ll at least sleep a whole lot better tonight.
