Lana feels

Two weeks gone, two weeks to go. I'm getting familiar with this place but I don't think I'll miss it at the end of the month. Much learning goes on. As does the purchase of many things rainbow, on the orders of my dear Ladida, who says I am to have "pride outfits" for my stay in New York because evidently I'm the Queer Friend From Elsewhere who gets to join her as the actual gay people that everybody else is being so kindly supportive of. Though they are not, themselves, you know, like that. I have to go find Sarah and Erin. We are going to watch massive quantities of Buffy.