Seriously?

Really?

One of you should be going to brooklyn at any given time. This whole fake out at 2:30 in the morning in which I take all three of you just so you can kick me off at random places in manhattan is really not cool.

Thankfully the Q was there for me. In a way you, silly red line, were not.

Now I know we have to work this out, as you are the only way to get to class 3 days a week and to my silly but lovely friend who goes to columbia.

But really. I was disappointed in you.

You forced me to go back uptown again.

I look forward to the late nights and weekends when you are no longer having a health crisis and do not need to be cleaned, electrified, or plumbed.

Though you did send out your rats as entertainment. I thank you for that. It kept me awake.