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I am seriously under some kind of mild curse this trip, I swear to god. I had yet another subway mishap tonight getting home from the show--it ended up taking over an hour, most of that spent waiting and confused--and when I finally got out of the subway, it was raining. And now the bed is broken. I sat on it and there were ominous snapping noises and suddenly one side was tilting gaily downward. I'm currently propping it up with multiple coffee table books, but starting Monday night it has to support two people. Tomorrow night begins my banishment to the terrible sofa bed as my parents start to arrive, so it will soon be out of my hands, but that still leaves at least one night when there will be three people needing beds and possibly only room for one. Which will be interesting.