Hell just might be a little cooler.

Currently, I am in my bed with the window unit on full blast and this is where I plan to stay for a long long time. I am going to watch a movie about winter. A movie where the majority of it is in snow. Any suggestions??

It should never ever get higher than 80 degrees in New York City. This weekend was the worst to have someone in town and trying to enjoy the city. The moment I stepped out of my apartment on Saturday the humidity slapped me so hard in the face, I almost had to stop and make sure I wasn't transported to New Orleans.

And I sweat this weekend. a lot. We should all know by now that I do not do well sweating (there are only 2 acceptable times- working out or having sex). I turn into an even bitchier version of myself with the more sticky I am, the bitchier I am. It's not a pretty sight, trust me. But I was very proud of myself, I did not kill anyone or verbally attack any tourist.

It was actually a really nice weekend that was not rushed around doing annoying touristy things, but more of a relaxing fun time eating at cool restaurants (that did not cost me an arm and a leg) and hanging out in The West Village area (which I hardly ever frequent b/c I have a strict rule of not going lower than 14th St.). Maybe that had a lot to do with not getting so angry, but I definitely showered twice a day.




Dear Outside,

See you in September.

Love,
Me.