Hot one here. Went to a French restaurant on Friday for Bastille Day. Had duck leg. Saturday got up and tried to go to Long Beach, but the trains were all messed up (it was not in the stars for me to travel this weekend) so we went to Rockaway again. Got a couple good hours of sun, then we felt 3 sprinkles of rain, and packed our bags. Went to Cheers Thai for dinner, came home and took a nap. Went out to a rooftop party in Bushwick (middle of nowhere) that evening. It was small and there was a band playing. The cops show up and ask for our IDs, which they took and wrote tickets for open container. When I was retrieving my license and ticket I asked “so this is for drinking on private property” and the cop was all “yep” I said thanks and crumpled the ticket into my pocket. They mixed my name up, so the ticket is written out to Cassity Burgess. Be careful if you ever come to NY, Cassity Burgess! I didn’t drink too much but I still had a hangover on Sunday. I went to the park that afternoon, then me and Jennie went to the Strangers with Candy movie. Just got home from dinner with Aug. It’s hot.