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The last couple of days in NYC have been maniacally hot.  Like "I hate everyone" hot.  Like "Don't touch me.  Don't even look at me sideways" hot.  Like "Don't talk to me, don't call me on my cell" hot.  Like "Here's my BE-A-TOTAL-BITCH-for-24hrs coupon" hot.   
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The last couple of days in NYC have been maniacally hot.  Like "I hate everyone" hot.  Like "Don't touch me.  Don't even look at me sideways" hot.  Like "Don't talk to me, don't call me on my cell" hot.  Like "Here's my BE-A-TOTAL-BITCH-for-24hrs coupon" hot. </p>

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<p>It's the sort of heat that eliminates all motivation for a wide-eyed visitor like me to explore the Big Apple.  No thanks.  I'll stay close to my AC and re-watch the Harry Potter films.  Yesterday, I had to apologize to my mother for my attitude over the phone.  I always call her while I'm walking along the streets, and I had to check myself, as I'd developed quite an attitude during our exchange.  I had the major grumps.  You'd be grumpy too if every square inch of your flesh felt sticky, and every breath you took felt like sucking in the thick steam from an urban ogre's armpit. <br />

I endured the heat long enough to check out a yarn shop nearby (because clearly the best thing to do in 100+ degree weather is purchase wool).  I grabbed a couple of sale skeins and hightailed my baked rump home.</p><br /><br />

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<p> Rehearsals went okay.  It's clear that everyone was pretty fried.  We wrapped up early.  Molly and I ventured into charming Astoria, Queens to watch our own Bella (aka <a href="http://www.facebook.com/ashley.betton" target="_blank">Ashley Betton</a>) perform with her new band, Ashley Betton and the Long Shots.  She, of course, looked and sounded great, along with her band.  Unfortunately, we couldn't stay for the entire show, but if the first set was any indication of the rest to come, then I'm sure they rocked the house.  You can put <em>that</em> in your pipe and smoke it.<br /><br />

Although I got home pretty early and had a big cup of coffee, I was pooped to the point of no return.  I zonked. <br /><br />

Today was more of the same.  I hung out near the AC, scrumbling with my new yarns and re-watching the Harry Potter films.  Lori and I decided to walk across Central Park towards the Metropolitan Museum of Art.  We were excited to view the McQueen exhibit. I wasn't, however, prepared for the massive crowd of people funneling into the museum.  In the sweltering heat, it was simply unbearable.  There was a 2 hour wait for the McQueen exhibit.  </p>

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<p>Sooooo, we shuffled about the gift shop and decided to try again another day.  We started walking down Madison Ave., window shopping at all the designer stores.  We ended up at a little tea shop.  It seemed appropriate to stop in for a pot of piping hot tea (lol) and a super girly afternoon lunch.  I had the most delicious, moist pumpkin scone…warm with butter, fresh cream, and fruit jam.  Unreal levels of yum.  After stuffing our faces to a level that is most assuredly a deadly sin, we agreed that a taxi ride back home was in order. <br />
Which brings me here to the present moment.  Ahh, the now moment!  That conceptually tiny speck of time that holds infinite space within it!  What limitless possibility held within each second, countless lifetimes within every breath! <br /><br />

…so yeah.  We're in our last hour of rehearsal right now.  Everyone is doing a great job, but you can tell the heat has us all wiped.  Thank GOD there's AC in here!  There's also a baby grand piano in here, which is sweet….too bad I can't really do anything with it. <br />

Anyway, I can't afford to just pass out when I get home tonight.  There's far too much to catch up on.  I have a few last music things to whip up for the show.  I have emails to answer.  I want to do more scrumbling for my crafts.  Also, 나는 매일 한국어를 공부햬요. <br />아이구...<br /><br />

Here's hoping that big cup of coffee really soaks my brain stem this time around…<br /><br />


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Wow…  I feel way behind.  I tried to write a blog a few days ago, but nothing that interesting happened.  It feels like I've been just going in a loop - sleep, eat, work, rehearsal, work.  Nothing truly noteworthy has gone down.  But I guess no news is good news, right?  Oh yeah~  a lady fainted in church right in front of me and Molly.  That was…interesting.  <br />

In other news, the rehearsals for Benny have been going well.  The music is coming along and scenes are being blocked.  Only glitch is that we lost our lead last night, so we're having another round of auditions this evening to find a new Benny.  But we still have a couple of weeks before the show, so it shouldn't be too difficult if we select someone tonight.  
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Wow…  I feel way behind.  I tried to write a blog a few days ago, but nothing that interesting happened.  It feels like I've been just going in a loop - sleep, eat, work, rehearsal, work.  Nothing truly noteworthy has gone down.  But I guess no news is good news, right?  Oh yeah~  a lady fainted in church right in front of me and Molly.  That was…interesting.  <br /><br />

In other news, the rehearsals for Benny have been going well.  The music is coming along and scenes are being blocked.  Only glitch is that we lost our lead last night, so we're having another round of auditions this evening to find a new Benny.  But we still have a couple of weeks before the show, so it shouldn't be too difficult if we select someone tonight.</p>  
 
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<p>Other than that, I'm having a serious love affair with food.  I've given up on being worried about calories and fat and carbs and blah blah blah…I'm just EATING.  Every day, I head out in some random direction and plop myself at whichever charming little restaurant tickles my fancy.  Nearly all the photos I've taken so far have been of my meals, haha.  Today I ate at a vegan joint called peacefood cafe.  Normally I frown at this sorta crunchy granola hooey…but I was intrigued by the menu AND they had free wi-fi.  I thought it was worth a try.  I ordered the chickpea fries after reading at least a million guarantees online that it'd be the best thing I'd ever tasted.  I have to say…those fries came pretty darn close.  Sooooo yummy and spicy and just freakin' awesome.  I also had a tahini sprout sandwich and iced coffee (with soy milk and agave nectar of course).  Yeah...I had to get outta there asap.  I could feel my armpit hair growing by the second.<br /><br />

I really hope some new Macbook Airs pop up this week.  I haven't been able to really break the one I have in the way I want to knowing I'll need to trade it in at some point (and yes, that means filling up my HD with puppet porn).  If I end up returning it before the new one's released (you get 2 weeks), I may just lose my erection for buying one altogether.  That would be too bad…  it's so darn cute.  BUT, to be honest, I was out yesterday and I could swear it was just as heavy as my 17-incher.  I guess ultraportable means nothing when you're carrying 3 other notebooks, snacks, and other crap along as well.<br /><br />

Okay, off to rehearsal.  I'll be back!<br /><br />




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So, I finally have discovered a pocket of time in which to blog.  Time has lost all sense of depth to me…it just whizzes by, like a breeze.  I anticipate minutes, but before I can realize them, they've dissipated.  It's trippy, yo.  There's so much I'm desperate to accomplish with this time in NYC, but I can't seem to plant my feet on the ground.  It's okay, though.  Life is awesome right now.  I suppose it always was…I just had to get my mind right.  I'm happy, I'm hopeful, my ambition is ablaze.  I may feel like I'm speeding along, taunting a completely loss of control….but I'm confident that I'll crash into something amazing.  Maybe I already have, and am just now refocusing my eyes to recognize the beautiful wreckage.  Life is good.  Time is a bitch.  But life is good.   
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Well,  I've been here for a week now.  It's hard to believe… my sense of time is all jacked up.  I can't even say if it feels like less or more than a week.  I only know it doesn't feel like a week.  Does that make sense?<br />

I still feel like I'm buzzing along by the skin of my teeth, but oh well.  I'm not dead yet, so I must keep up the pace.  Yesterday was our first day off.  I had high hopes of catching up on work, but it didn't quite work out that way.  Sure, I got some things done, but I didn't finish the piece I really had hoped to…  weird thing about the creative process - it doesn't give a damn about your day off.  It comes when it feels like it.  All day yesterday, it didn't feel like it.  Not until I just detached myself from the whole situation and took a nice long walk around the neighborhood, grabbed a coffee, and read my Kindle for a bit in the park.  Once my head was clear, the juices started flowing.  <br /><br />

Lori and I finally had some time to hang out.  We went for a swim at this really snazzy gym nearby.  I haven't been swimming in ages.  I'm not that confident in my swimming ability.  I can manage to stay afloat, albeit clumsily….I can manage to propel myself forward, albeit very slowly.  But I was surprised at how great a workout it was.  I consider myself to be in pretty good shape, but I've always been dissatisfied with my stamina (when there's no dance music involved).  I think swimming is the answer to that for sure.</p><br />

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<p>After a few laps of my really pitiful freestyle, we washed up and headed to dinner.  This was almost an impossible task since, at any point on an upper west side block, you are surrounded by 6 potentially incredible dining options.  I'm notoriously indecisive, so it took a while to get settled in somewhere.  We ended up at a restaurant called Monaco.  It was tasty (of course).  I had a delicious  sesame glazed grilled tilapia, champagne martini, and tiramisu for dessert.  Thank you God.<br /><br />

Once we got home, I was happy to discover my creative channel was still flowing and I managed to get far more work done in the few hours beyond midnight than I had all day.  I went to bed and fell asleep more quickly than I ever had since my arrival in NY.<br /><br />

I've been trying to steal moments here and there crocheting/knitting.  I'd like to open my online store as soon as possible.  I will make more of my cozy little hats like the one seen on my <a href="http://www.pumashock.com" target="_blank">front page</a>, as well as other accessories - every piece will be one of a kind.  I'm excited to get going with this!</p> <br /> 

<div style="font-size:10px;text-align:center;width:250px;height:175;float:left;"><img src="http://www.pumashock.com/gallery/entry/071411c.jpg" width="250" height="156" />Can you make this look like hair again?</div><br />

<p>I'm on the verge of having a nervous breakdown when it comes to my hair.  I desperately need to find someone to retighten my locs.  I don't have time (or patience) to do it myself right now, and they are getting fuzzier by the day.  I've resorted to just wrapping them up in scarves, which people really like…but little do they know the disaster brewing beneath…<br /><br /><br />


I still have so many people I'd like to see, but I just can't seem to grab hold of the day.  But I have been here only a week, so I have plenty of time, I suppose.
I have all this footage for Molly&Nat in NYC…unfortunately, the person I was hoping could help edit it  was unable to make the trip.  Now I have to do it, haha.  The webisodes may take longer to post than I originally planned.<br /><br />

I haven't had much time to shop, but it's comforting to walk by and see such beautiful things on display.  I feel the same way about New York men.  *giggle*<br /><br />
  
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