Day 37

We 're woken up as soon as the sun crests the skyscrapers.

We weren't sleeping anyway. It is going to be the 7th hottest day in New York Cities history. Ohh lucky us!

Jere has worked in the Middle East his whole life so he relishes the heat. He is also single & usually works alone, so he not too perceptive of others needs. Point is he think the floor fan is sufficient. When in reality it just circulates the steam.

To sleep its a soak the shirt in the sink, & throw another over the eyes like you're dying of the plague status type of thing.

We wake up 50 times tired(er) than when we went to sleep.
We get coffee. Iced coffee actually. Shane never drinks coffee, thats how tired we were.

We go to our individual banks to get some spending money. Shane's atm denies him, as well as the teller. He has to call the 1800 number. They say the Wells gold card is being phased out for the platinum. We mailed your new card to your house... hes even happier. and then so am I belatedly.

We walked around Manhattan for awhile. I forget what we did. Either it was whatever or we were to tired/perturbed. Probably both.

I do remember going out to for sushi with Jere & his quasi girlfriend. Interesting experience. She is a high-powered little thing. She is a multinational corporate lawyer with homes around the world. She invites us to paint her new town home (which is right next to Madonnas). We lose the job as soon as I tell her we charge $150/hour. Shes no good for him anyway, on more than one occasion she literally shushes him.

After we meetup with Kelsey, my gradeschool sweetheart in The lower east village. hahhahaa, Place called Flight 151. It was crazy seeing her. We stay awake only long enough to have a single Killians.
Time to go to sleep. & by sleep I mean we're going sauna it up lying down.