It's sad to be back in NYC. I just got back. I want horses, not taxis. I have to see Charro this afternoon and I don't feel like going. I'll wear my cowboy hat, because I can. I have nothing to really talk about because we don't need to discuss my weight. I'll get fired next Friday. She said she's going to weigh me this Friday too. Awesome. I am tired and just want to take a nap. My cat has adjusted in the 15 minutes we've been back. He's happy. I have a bunch of crap I need to do. I have cramps. The end.