Achieved quite a lot this morning, but lost all motivation by about 2pm.  Now I need to finish what I should've finished yesterday.  Come back motivation; I neeeeeeed yoooooouuuu!

In June last year, we stayed in this apartment on 8th Avenue (between 14th & 15th) for my 40th birthday trip to NYC.  I slept in the bed in the top right-hand corner (with the red picture above it).  Today, Hurricane Sandy caused the facade to collapse and the building has been featured on news reports the world over.  What are the chances?!?!

Wise words from one of my favourite women...

Three shows in three days... now I need to actually do the work I have been putting off all weekend...

Opening night of 'A Funny Thing Happened On The Way to the Forum' with Geoffrey Rush.  Through the awesomeness of my GBF, we scored front row seats, which provided for some one-of-a-kind moments, including being clocked in the back of the head with a badly-aimed, curtain-call streamer courtesy of Kath Day-Knight herself.  Totes hilaire.

A trip to Ballarat to see my beautiful 98 year old great aunt and a night at Chapel Off Chapel, bawling my eyes out at a beautiful production of The Laramie Project.  I. Am. Exhausted.

Beyond tired, behind in chores, behind in work... slightly overwhelmed.  An early night?  I think so.