yesterday was weird.
i had to walk to preprint to drop off a file to print, which is right across the road from the high museum, about a block and a half form my building. on the way back i was honked at, and some old black guy turned around and was like "girl, you're going to cause an accident" and then at the 14th street crosswalk, some creepy hispanic guy fucking stared me down as they turned right.
and i saw a tiny asian girl lean over a garbage can in the train station and very politely puke into it and then run off onto the train. it was surreal. like, it didn't even effect her that she was vomiting into a garbage can. bulemic?