HAPPY SNAKE MURDERER DAY
HAY SUP I am home and it's depressing, but it's way better than the other place so yeah man! All right! A rumor went around on the train that the cafe car was making excellent Bloody Marys so by 10 AM or so all the old people got hilariously loudyrowdy. The last time I came home on the train there was a bomb threat at the Budweiser plant in Van Nuys so we got stopped in Chatsworth for like five hours, and everyone got so drunk that there were like, shirts and pants slung over seats and disembodied "WOO!"s coming from the other cars. I was like two weeks shy of 21 then, though. SADFACE. Hurrrrr I'm the only one home so I was like "LET'S WASTE OUR PRECIOUS LA-TIME ON THE INTER-NETS." I guess that's the editorial our. Also, it's raining. It's nice when you're on the train and it's raining. I saw an otter! It was in the water off of Lompoc/Surf and it was like. Frolicking.