was i right or what? i said i would start bleeding when i got on the train to NY. i was only off by like 4 hours. fucking hell. this is also playing hell on my wardrobe choices as all i want to wear right now are sweatpants. today, i lower and debase my beautiful reproductive organ processes by calling them a curse. A CURSE I SAY. in other news i have hardly slept. in yet other news, my cat seems to be psychically linking with my friends cats through some kind of weird long distance osmosis. he has learned now to lick plastic bags, and i just caught him getting ready to eat my most recent ebay purchase, which is a vintage design book about interiors made to look like they are underground.