Bliss me three times baby. Today, I had my second visit to Bliss Spa and fell in even deeper love with that place. This is a bad addiction to have. I don't know how I'll ever live in a Bliss-less city again. Not much else going on this week other than trying not to melt from the heat. It's a bit dangerous to my health I think. On Wednesday afternoon, Meghan invited me to join her at the Marriott's bar to try to soak up some air-con. It all started out innocently enough with ice waters but I somehow ended up terribly hungover yesterday. Jason said he figures it was likely the 3 or 4 glasses of wine on an empty stomach. I'm inclined to agree. Tonight, we're headed to the theatre with Monique and Murray to see Fool for Love, which Juliette Lewis is in. I just adore the theatre dahling.
Oh! And, finally the movie The Break-Up came out here and Jason and I went to the sneak preview last night. I loved it! I laughed! I cried! I laughed some more! I cried some more!