The weather here in New York has been un-Godly hot lately, and I’m pretty sure that it’s having a bad effect on all of my electronics. In the past week, both my iPod and my laptop have decided to die on me, which leaves me with almost nothing! (Say a little prayer that the files on my hard drive are recoverable.) Could it possibly be this bad in Columbia?

Not only is it hot outside, it’s even hotter in the tunnels of the subway. Sometimes I wonder why I even shower and put makeup in the morning–by the time I get to my subway tunnel, I’m steaming!

And do we have a beach here on Manhattan? No, not really. But we do have this wonderful grassy knoll called Central Park. (You may have heard of it?) There’s one section of the park–it’s huge!–called Sheep’s Meadow, and I like to call it the beach of New York, minus a waterfront and sand. It’s the perfect place to lie in the sun with hundreds of other sunbathers while shady fellows try to sell ice cold water and beer from their plastic bags. Only in New York.