It's hot. It's hoooooot. It's that point in the summer where the AC doesn't quite get the apartment to a comfortable level. I always forget about that. I've moved my sleeping into the living room, to be closer to the AC (it doesn't quite reach into the bedroom on hot nights the way it should). We'll see if that helps.

While running around Manhattan doing interviews every day, I've started spying on what women are wearing to work. When I get a job (and that will be SOON or I'm going to drop my last hopes of ascending to the presidency and hop on the trashy reality TV bandwagon), I need to be the most fashionable lady. I saw the cutest suit today- black, conservatively cut, but the jacket had short bubble sleeves and a skinny belt at the waist. I considered asking her where she got it, I totally should have. My long-sleeved suit is killing me in this summer heat.

I used up all my Kiehl's Lip Balm #1. Life is sad with my big tub of balmy goodness, particularly in the HEAT. Did I mention it's hot? IT'S HOT. It's melting my brain. I locked my keys and the rest of my purse in the house tonight on my way to the library and the theatre- walked out the door with just my library bag, no wallet, no keys, no nothing. Thank goodness I had my iPod Touch and thank goodness the wireless in the house reached outside so I could e-mail M to pleeeease come over and let me in and thank goodness he got the e-mail right away and THANK M THAT HE CAME RIGHT OVER TO LET ME IN. Yaaaaay, M, you are my hero. I promised you an ice cream cone and I will buy you the nicest ice cream cone ever :D