Drop it like it's hot

Hmmm, nice. I was in San Francisco this afternoon and it was 93 degrees at noon (and that's Fahrenheit, Yeoh). Wow. Luckily I wore layers (Poleci black strapless dress and Y-3 short sleeved hoodie--really dig this Yohji Yamamoto / Adidas line).

I lived in SF for six years and I don't ever remember it being that hot at noon. Yummy, I love it. Summer in October and another chance to even out my tan lines.

I'm reading Chuck Palahniuk's 'Diary' and I don't love it. In fact, I might not even like it. I want to, because Chuck kicks-ass, but so far I don't.

I'm also trying catch up on Netflix. From the film I saw last night:
'And to think he use to be just a flake. Look at him now.'
'Well, you know, everyone has their own personal velocity.'