Mission Accomplished
Due to an odd sequence of unanticipated yet fortunate events, in order to not starve to death, and more generally, symbolically save the entire Jewish race Leah and I worked the door at a rave from midnight until 2 am this morning. (Which was, for me, considerably more fun than the rave would have been; it was pretty freakin' loud in there. And I helped pave the way for the messiah.)
Which is just to say the obvious: it's funny how my life turns out sometimes.