Sheldon Drake has an art show at the Ahimsa Yoga Center today from 16:00 to 19:00.

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Drove all evening along Route 50 and arrived on the island around 0:30, from the bottom of the island high on Amp energy drink.

Didn't get to sleep (probably because of the Amp), and I was still hungry so I went to the Royal Farms across the street and ordered a sandwich on their electronic ordering system. A gatorade and a few bottles of Smirnoff later I walked back to the building to find the elevator door locked.

Of course I only had the keys to my car and my wallet, so I stared at the door for five minutes hoping someone would come out (little chance of that during what's still the off-season) and finally decided to scale the building instead. There was a little metal spike driven into the wall about three feet off the ground that I used to propel myself up and grab a hold of the corner of the wall. From there I managed to grab on to the railing and pull myself up by my arms to the first floor level, take the stairs back down and pick up my shopping bags from outside the door.

We both stayed wired until 2 or 3 in the morning, fell asleep and got up late when the sunrise through the window heated the bed to oven-like temperatures. Suzy was feeling really sick but around noon we finally got on the beach, built sand castles, jumped into the ocean (me in my bathing suit and Suzy in her dress) and then ran shivering back to condo to sleep, play Soul Calibur 2, grab some pizza, and sleep some more.

Around midnight we woke up.

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