Options.
So last night I go to look up the times for my bus route this morning. Tri-met gives me two choices: I can get off at 5th & Clay (my usual stop) or I can get off earlier, at 1st & Clay, and then catch a different bus up to 5th & Clay 3 minutes later.
. . . okay.
Well, uh, thanks Tri-met, for giving me some different choices. I . . . appreciate . . . it . . . .
(Incidentally, I chose to get off at 5th and Clay.)
I like riding the bus. The people on it are interesting. Like there was this guy at the bus stop this morning and we smile at each other as I walk by and I think to myself that he is an attractive young man. Not really my type, but, you know, nice looking nonetheless.
And then I look over a little while later and he is writing F-U-C-K in the condensation on the side of the bus shelter.
And then he spits.
Why they don't follow me around with some sort of video camera, I do not know. But anyway, apparently it was wrong of me to think well of a redhead. I have learned my lesson.
Today I felt like absolute mierda. I haven't been sleeping well lately, last night definitely not being an exception, and I think that's part of it. I also think my diet has been a little off lately. I'm eating too much of the same stuff. So mostly I walked around all day feeling like I was about to vomit. I wonder if I had that pre-vomit look on my face. (Again with the video camera.) However, I took a nap when I got home (which I do almost never), and now I am feeling much better. Yay!
. . . okay.
Well, uh, thanks Tri-met, for giving me some different choices. I . . . appreciate . . . it . . . .
(Incidentally, I chose to get off at 5th and Clay.)
I like riding the bus. The people on it are interesting. Like there was this guy at the bus stop this morning and we smile at each other as I walk by and I think to myself that he is an attractive young man. Not really my type, but, you know, nice looking nonetheless.
And then I look over a little while later and he is writing F-U-C-K in the condensation on the side of the bus shelter.
And then he spits.
Why they don't follow me around with some sort of video camera, I do not know. But anyway, apparently it was wrong of me to think well of a redhead. I have learned my lesson.
Today I felt like absolute mierda. I haven't been sleeping well lately, last night definitely not being an exception, and I think that's part of it. I also think my diet has been a little off lately. I'm eating too much of the same stuff. So mostly I walked around all day feeling like I was about to vomit. I wonder if I had that pre-vomit look on my face. (Again with the video camera.) However, I took a nap when I got home (which I do almost never), and now I am feeling much better. Yay!