Hot & Wet in NYC

I wish it was sexier than it actually is. It's just too hot and way too humid. I go to Whole Foods. I come back, grateful for the AC. I wait for the sun to go down so I can go out. Too overweight to shop at my usual shops. *sigh* Sephora loves me these days.

I hope London isn't as hot or as humid or as crowded.

I would comment on the Doctor Who finale, but what for? I know many of you are happy with it. I'm not. The not being happy about it is not keeping me up at night like the other one *cough*Buffy*cough* did though. It was cool to watch it with L. and T. I hadn't seen one in 3 years and the other in even more. L. made the best vegan cupcakes I ever had the pleasure to enjoy and was a flawless hostess - even when I scoffed at the notion of true love being a motivation for, well, anything. We agreed to disagree.

American television is keeping me entertained today - the AC is cranked up and I'm going to skip the cinema plans I had with the girls. Yes, I like IMAX as much as the next person, but I'm not about to leave my AC. Maybe for Hellboy or The Joker (AKA Batman). Not for Kung Fu Panda.

I would write more. But not even I am that interested in how sweaty I have been these last days.

Going to DC next week. The museum. The election isn't really making my heart beat faster. Maybe when the VP has been chosen. I was for HRC, but will be happy with BHO. I think of history and smile when I see his face around the city.

Oh, Family Guy is on the CW. See you...