getting out of the kitchen
this heat is madness.
not because i can't handle heat (though i can't) but because it just
sprang up so damn fast.
i need to ease into near 100 degree temps...not get shoved into them.
but as it is, the heat does screw with my body. i throw up food that i
eat. i'm supposed to be having my period now but it just decided not
to show up. (this may sound like a good thing, but it's not. i pay
good money for the pill to keep things regular and now i'll probably
spot at an inconvenient time, in an inconvenient outfit, in a week or
so. that is absolutely too much information, but it's true.)
i spent a day out with the gays in the pines and had a fantastic time
taking it easy with bbq and strolls along the ocean. because i prefer
to be a day guest, i hopped it back into the city and was here to
suffer the day sunday. i don't think i've ever sweat so much in my
life. it was disgusting. and it left us all dehydrated to the point of
hallucination. which sounds fun, but it's not.
i did go out with the boss of the guy who was a jerk in the hamptons.
he LOVED me, at which point i thought it would be prudent to mention
to him that his employee was an ASS to us. "i'm going to have a talk
with him about this!" whether or not it's true, i was happy at the
thought of his boss coming into work and yelling at him for being an