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The new apartment came with an air-conditioner. Co-op board rules state that you have to have a professional install them, so it is bolted to the window and with money running extremely low, we aborted our plans of purchasing a new one and decided to keep it. It was pretty gross till I cleaned every nook and cranny of it. I feared turning it on, imagining a plague of locusts to come swarming out of it. It actually kicks ass though. It cools the entire apartment on its lowest setting. The new set of illegal aliens working on my kitchen did not break a sweat all day yesterday.

So I was pretty comfortable yesterday, not knowing exactly how hot and nasty it was outside until I left to go teach my class. (My class kicks ass FYI). I really don't complain about hot weather. I complain when its cold. I hate being cold, my spine starts to hurt and it takes forever to warm up. It is much easier for my body to cool off. But that is just me. I know everyone is different. And by everyone I mean GOLDEN RETRIEVERS. Those bitches apparently hate the heat!

I was walking in Chelsea around 6pm when I saw a Goldy post shaving. It was the weirdest thing. I had a golden growing up, and we would take him to get groomed, but never shaved. The wierdest was that the head, legs and tail were just trimmed, but not shaved. This is a photo I took of the dog.





So fucked up right?