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my phone is still awol.
i still have unpacking to do.
i went to warped on saturday.
i hate mta.

mta...fucking transit bastards. first they make me buy an additional bus pass because my monthly pass wasnt good enough to take me to the location.
fine, whatever. lie to me about a fare increase and then continue to steal my hard earned money.
then, after its over, i have to wait AN HOUR to catch a bus to continue my journey into brooklyn. an hour. just standing around waiting for another single (read: not the accordian style) to pick me and herds of angsty teenagers to go back to the subway.
this of course, results in making the time of my return even later.... trains even more sporadic.
at least i wasn't on the verge of death this year.

partied (my first nyc party) after that. not bad. and realized my severe situational agoraphobia has become only moderate.
new york is good for something afterall.
go new york.