As I write this, I don't yet know if there will be a transit strike or not.

I realize that I am a Very Bad Person, but I hope that there will be one! I mean, yes, I'm being selfish, because I don't depend on subways or buses to get to work, and no doubt I would feel somewhat differently if I still lived in Park Slope, but I can't help thinking that it will be kind of fun!

I don't know, I always feel this way when something huge, like a blizzard, hits the city and everyone is affected and it's just something different and I'm interested to see what will happen!

The last one was in 1980, two years before I hit the city, and there hasn't been a blizzard in years. There was the hurricane this year, and that was fun, but I want more!

Go, transit strike, go!!

Of course, it would be better if the weather wasn't so dreary.

It rained all yesterday, a cold nasty rain, and it soaked through my shoes and everyone laughed at me because I was in bare feet all day.

At one point I had to call Cynthia, and asked her if she was planning on going out at all that day, and she said yes, though she's rather not, she had to go fight.

And I laughed because of course she'd have to! When you're a karate blackbelt you can't miss your training because "I don' wanna go out in the rain!"

I was supposed to go back into the darkroom last night, but they made me stay late at work. Buncha meanies.

Estimated taxes need to go out today, so the checks needed to be cut that night, and they were still estimating at 7p, and someone needed to stay and cut the checks, meaning me or The Raccoon, and she has to leave early on Tuesdays to pick up her daughter, leaving me.

And The Evil Overlord was being terribly tense about the whole thing, frantically insisting that I send the checks from Jersey this morning, because the mail might be affected by the, you guessed it, transit strike!

And now the transit strike will touch me after all, if it happens, I'll have to walk the 2 1/2 miles down to the darkroom and back on Thursday. I still am rooting for the strike.

So Miss Colleen thinks I'm evil, eh? My Christmas gift to her is...a little self-control!

Today's horoscope:
You need a little drama in your life--a little magic, a little escape from everyday life. Be sensible about how you get your kicks.

One year ago today:
(haven't seen that plot before. This week.)

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