So, John Cusack had a private bikram yoga session with my London yoga instructor today. AWESOME. My hometown boy requesting private lessons from my new hometown yoga teacher. I lerv it.
Also, I almost passed out in yoga this afternoon. 105 degrees + 26 intense poses + no breakfast = bad idea. But I persevered, and only sat out for one of the pose repetitions. The rest of my Sunday afternoon was comprised of falling in love with I Love New York Season 2 (effing BRILLIANT) and takeout chinese and biscuits with the girls in my room. Lovely.
Also, today reminded me that I did not come to London for the weather. YEESH.
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