Current mood:	frozen
Current music:	玉置成実: IDentity

Superstitions are bad for me.
If the first day of a year is a good indicator of what the rest of the year will be like? My year will suck.

I will be lonely, freezing cold, have the most ridiculous luck with public transportation (either they all come late or all come right), suffer events of clumsiness situated at varying levels on the scale, spend far too much, wake up too late for my own good, be stuck in large crowds where it is very likely for a person to develop spontaneous claustrophobia, and get lost. A lot.

Also, I will eat lots of Japanese food. What? At least all the onigiri have been red! Ish. Shush. Pink and orange count.

By the way, if anyone ever says "Let's spend Chinese New Year's in Chinatown" - don't do it. Slap them silly. For your own good.

Gung Xi Fa Cai / Gong Hay Fat Choi / however the hell you want to say it.