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Sunday in NYC — So utterly immersive an experience, almost feeling as though I’ve never left. Delightful breakfast with Amy, Lenn, young Harry, and of course Belle at Cafeteria — very SEX IN THE CITY vibe (including the first time in a long time I’ve waited in line for brunch.) Drop...

Traveled to NYC from Oakland yesterday with Belle who was angelic on the flight.  Truly — she barely stirred.  Endless compliments from strangers. Our first segment was delayed after we boarded because an over-zealous passenger whacked an Emergency Exit sign out of place when removing carry...

Wrote this entry however many thousand feet in the air — saved it — and now it’s gone.  Have landed in NYC and pre-sleep, must summarize Friday. Friday — 11/11/11 — and at 11:11 am frolicked with Susan on the phone and 11:11 pm dove into a hot bath to cleanse and renew. My Lot...

So I showed up for my 3pm haircut at Sal’s and … I was a full week early. Clearly he and I are NOT aligned. At first, I was frustrated in that I did respond to his Old World, no-nonsense online vibe but he was entirely unaccommodating — no “I could squeeze you in here maybe” &...

Now I so wish I could just write about how awesome this moment was yesterday when I faxed over the signed option agreement to my Hollywood Friend who’s championing the novel. But in all honesty, I feel that I have to let Page 6 have first crack at this. I can hint though:  someone who’s cast 50...

Subbing for Jasmine at 9 am was sublime.  The yogis were hardcore sweet.  Ended up playing tons of Nina Simone, thus felt there wasn’t so much I could say to compete and just let the class flow. Lunch in Oakland with new friend/Bestselling Author Amy Ahlers (her new book is #1 in a zillion self-help ...

Monday was somehow easy and amazing.  Perhaps my brain has indeed been rewired, as I woke up like a new person and everything seemed fresh and positive and EASY. Although I did show up for a haircut appointment that did not exist.  This guy has awesome reviews on Yelp (although this photo seems a little So...

Perhaps post-Bashar high –– and according to him my brain was being re-wired during our time together –– Sunday morning fell into a deep morass of misery.  Now apparently according to our L.O.A. friends, I shouldn’t re-create it here, but … let’s just say that all the circumstances and ch...

Surprisingly, I don’t have any big sexual or romantic item to confess here (that’s all going in the memoirs). And yet I have a new version of “the love that dare not speak its name.” Even in the yoga world where people are standing on their heads and chanting to blue, multi-armed de...