After seeing a few friends last night, I slept for 10 HOURS before waking up at 11:45 a.m. After lunging around and grabbing some lunch, I was thinking about going for a run. I took one step out of my apartment, and quickly decided against any physical activity, as it felt close to 110 degrees. Instead, Jimmy and I headed to Rachel Jone's pool at her house over in Northport. The water felt excellent, and I received slight sun burns on my shoulders and the top of my forehead. That's what happens when you don't wear sunscreen in 100 degree heat. Dinner: Mugshots. Rest of the night: wing it. Peace.