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Location: Work.
Fell Into Bed At: 3:00 AM after driving from Hollywood.
Listening: "Romeo And Juliet" ~ Indigo Girls (cover of Knopfler).

This will be a brief entry touching on some basic points of last night at Lisette's in West Hollywood. It will have to be brief as the CEO of my company just sent a company-wide email announcing that he's leaving his position, effective immediately, to "pursue other interests"--you know, interests other than heading up a multi-billion dollar international satellite communications corporation. If you'll pardon me, I'm going to go quietly hyperventilate.

Later...

Near the end of the day and the following incidents are worth noting:

1. I have reason to believe that my manager is "off"...really "off"...not in a "funny ha-ha" way either.

2. I spent four hours doing manual labor in the warehouse, which included going through and packing up Jon and Anthony's old files, building boxes, schlepping various heavy things and brazenly stealing bubble wrap.

3. Southern California Edison turned off our electricity for alleged non-payment, although I made a payment in late July and was told by the service rep that the next installment wasn't due until late August. Peter ended up not being able to finish working on his piece for Masini and had to reschedule with them as a result. He also drove down and paid the bill and then spent half an hour or more chasing a cat identical to Baghera through the neighborhood before realizing that it wasn't Baghera.

4. The CEO of my company resigned today. The CEO. Resigned.

5. After careful analysis, I have determined that I am on the verge of a serious depression. I'm not sure how long this has been lurking, but I'm at the point where Goose is yelling "Pull up, Mav! Pull up!" and we're heading out to sea. I didn't want to get out of bed today, much less go to work.