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Yesterday: the heat.

There were two plans and both involved going to the movies and one was reliant on another factor and included the director doing a Q&A and the other was just two ladies getting together for a subversive comedy. First plan devolved and then the second shortly after. I went home to the cats.

The cats were happy to see me and I was unhappy to see their fur coming off their bodies in swaths. The heat! The air was thick not only with humidity but also cat hair.

I made myself comfortable and heated up my leftover Thai food and got up again to crack open that last Crispin cider in the fridge because did I mention it was hot? The humidity was making my hair reach out to there.

The second season of Orange is the New Black continues to prove that there are still many, many stories out there left to be told (let's stop re-hashing the same stuff, right?) and a lot of those untold stories are that of women and people of color. I admired the brilliant unfolding of the fourth episode with Lorna's backstory. It's just full of the kind of storylines and people I don't see in the media much. More of this! More, please, more.

My attempt to stay cool in the apartment were dwindling as my cider evaporated but lucky for me Adam was nearby and he too enjoys cider. I walked into the bar and he already had two ciders waiting. Somebody asked if we were hydrating by drinking pints of water. Oh no, dear friend. This is cider.

After I flopped onto my bed and slept barely in that warmth. The cat wanted to snuggle like most nights but I had to push him away; what are you crazy? I said.

Tonight, my own personal brand of torture: doing laundry.

Would've made for decent fiction.

Adam caught some great shots last Sunday in Wading River. These are obviously far better than my sidekick photos, so I wanted to share them. They span the whole day from the motel hangs to the video shoot at the beach. Good job, Adam! You can see the rest of the set on his flickr!

Jesse, contemplating.

We are the best spokespeople ever for Bud Light Lime. Us and Santogold.

I love this shot of Beth. Mainly because this is probably after we just saved two bees from drowning in BL Lime.

"Oh hai. I like ur faze."

Bocce on the beach!!! In my wind-blown dress.

Jessica, contemplating.
(Probably about how the wind + my dress makes my body look funny.)

Justin, doing the thing.

Tony, beach.

Justin, squint.

Matt, wings.

I waved goodbye to that heart of mine.

Here are all the girls on the bus watching the Jonas Brothers on the VMAs. The men left the lounge in disgust!

Don't forget to check out the rest!

She's into math and magazines.

This has to be the longest week ever. I'd show you how utterly ecstatic I am that it's Friday, but that would require energy I simply do not have.

Work has been pretty rough this week, but Jesse came by yesterday to take me to lunch. Definitely helped break up the monotony. After work we met with our friends at Mars 2112, which is a space-themed restaurant near Roseland. I did not order anything once we sat down. We had to take a "ride" to get to "Mars." Seriously, I don't think I can even explain how weirded out I was by this place. It was fun, sure, that's what happens when you're surrounded by the good people, but the floors were sticky and the food was overpriced. We had to hurry once we finally got seated (that ride took five minutes + the waiting). Adam DID show up in a freakin' orange NASA jumpsuit. Completely amazing.

At the show, the girls and I rocked out to another MCS set and then hung out backstage while they packed up. We went to a bar down the street with le friends, and it was pretty fun no matter how tired we were. Jesse and I battled it out in darts (I managed not to accidently stab anyone, though my first attempt was close - sorry dude in bathroom line). When I ordered a round of drinks at the bar, I got simultaneously hit on by the dudes on either side of me: drunk frat boy ("You're so beautiful, oh....my God. I'm sorry.") and a Southern gentleman with graying hair ("Your friend there in the spacesuit, he ever been to Space Camp? Har har, what's your name, darlin'?"). When my drinks came and I held them up, showcasing the blinding star on my left hand, I got polite smiles and moved on.

Erica and I rocked it out to "Poison," and Jesse and I had some pretty great dance moves. Our Photohunt marathon with Joyce went pretty well; we came in second overall. YES. And then we got a cab and passed out.

And now here I am. At work. Exhausted. But at five o'clock I'm off to Penn Station to take a train to Philadelphia to see another night of the Honda Civic Tour. I don't get bored though, I don't care, cause he's there. Of course. I'm really excited for tonight though because tomorrow is SATURDAY. SLEEPING IN. And tomorrow I'll be in Connecticut joined by my favourite little Lauren and Erica. :D

Since it's Friday I leave you with these pictures, because I check this blog called The Daily Coyote whenever I need to go "AW" or "OMG CUTED OUT" -

Yeah, that's a coyote and a cat hanging out, BFFing. OMG CUTED OUT.