Spreading joy across the world...
...Like a warm blanket upon a troubled land...
Oh the joys of public transit. I get to take the good ol' # 1 bus down town, the bowness-forest lawn limousine shuttle! Well, the morning bus people are more or less the same as the morning train people, but the evening bus people!!! Now there is a strange animal indeed! The fecundity of public transit to produce weirdos, combined with my own magnetism for the inherently strange and flawed results in a very interesting commute! Today's ride is brought to you by the letters, B and O, and a drunken grandma, who swears like a sailor! She told me all kinda stories, such as her kids are good for nothing, today is her daughter's birthday, she has a sandwich in her bag, her son is 45 years old, but really only looks about 38, and he's a real nice guy, he's single, but maybe a bit to old for me. He's also been living as a woman for 7 years now, and had a drug problem, but other than that, apparently we'd be a good match (I secretly wondered if s/he would lick my face too....) She also mentioned that her daughter is useless, and wouldn't even drive her drunk-ass mom home, and made the 80 year old lady take the bus.
Good times on that one. I can't wait till next time!
I also spent a trying 3 hours listening to my own granny repeat the same story over and over in only slightly varying words while eating the KFC she made me buy.....blah....but it's okay, I feel bad for her, she fell on her face and is still a bit shooken-up about it all.
And work is going really well. I'm sure all you out there don't really care, but after whining and moaning for like, 7 posts, i figure it's worth posting that I am relatively content and even sometiomes a bit excited (like today, but maybe only because the Red Bull "girls" came by and handed out free cans of high-octane refreshment! bbbbbbzzzzzzzzbbzzbzbzbzbzb Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!) about work. And also, I think I officially have a "non-sexual female crush" on my boss. (she's so cool! She has a 3rd dan black belt in tae-kwon-do and she traveled for like 4 years and lived in china and has a wicked kick ass attitude!)
Man, she's so cool she's goat!
that's my new word, goat. it means, like, cool. or whatever.
Sarah Slean is coming and I am so happy my heart hurts! It hurts because it is bursting with joy and compassion for the world! I can't wait to go to the fabric store!
....okay...that is all....
good night moon. good night room. good night pencil. good night lunch meat. good night alarm clock that doesn't work. good night all!
Oh the joys of public transit. I get to take the good ol' # 1 bus down town, the bowness-forest lawn limousine shuttle! Well, the morning bus people are more or less the same as the morning train people, but the evening bus people!!! Now there is a strange animal indeed! The fecundity of public transit to produce weirdos, combined with my own magnetism for the inherently strange and flawed results in a very interesting commute! Today's ride is brought to you by the letters, B and O, and a drunken grandma, who swears like a sailor! She told me all kinda stories, such as her kids are good for nothing, today is her daughter's birthday, she has a sandwich in her bag, her son is 45 years old, but really only looks about 38, and he's a real nice guy, he's single, but maybe a bit to old for me. He's also been living as a woman for 7 years now, and had a drug problem, but other than that, apparently we'd be a good match (I secretly wondered if s/he would lick my face too....) She also mentioned that her daughter is useless, and wouldn't even drive her drunk-ass mom home, and made the 80 year old lady take the bus.
Good times on that one. I can't wait till next time!
I also spent a trying 3 hours listening to my own granny repeat the same story over and over in only slightly varying words while eating the KFC she made me buy.....blah....but it's okay, I feel bad for her, she fell on her face and is still a bit shooken-up about it all.
And work is going really well. I'm sure all you out there don't really care, but after whining and moaning for like, 7 posts, i figure it's worth posting that I am relatively content and even sometiomes a bit excited (like today, but maybe only because the Red Bull "girls" came by and handed out free cans of high-octane refreshment! bbbbbbzzzzzzzzbbzzbzbzbzbzb Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!) about work. And also, I think I officially have a "non-sexual female crush" on my boss. (she's so cool! She has a 3rd dan black belt in tae-kwon-do and she traveled for like 4 years and lived in china and has a wicked kick ass attitude!)
Man, she's so cool she's goat!
that's my new word, goat. it means, like, cool. or whatever.
Sarah Slean is coming and I am so happy my heart hurts! It hurts because it is bursting with joy and compassion for the world! I can't wait to go to the fabric store!
....okay...that is all....
good night moon. good night room. good night pencil. good night lunch meat. good night alarm clock that doesn't work. good night all!
posted by mercurysmile at 9:22 PM
5 Comments:
pah! i spit at your non-sexual female crush!!! what's the point of THAT?!?!?!? i also spit at your KFC. but i hope your grandmother is alright and that we never get old and smelly.
Well, i spit on your spit! Ha-HA!
the non-sexual-crush is because any person i am remotely interested in, is by definition inherently flawed in some deep and troubling way. this has been proven through the scientific method as an irrefutable law of the universe. and also, it's more fun to put people on tipsy-toppy high pedistals, and stare at them with sparkly eyes, waiting, dreading, hoping and fearing that they fall! WEEEEE!
I have to call grandma, I hope she's okay.
And... like... yay on getting gainful employment!
And... like... that cat, she totally slept on the bed with me cause Sarah isn't here now. She's there.
And... this guy at work totally bit-torrented a cool album for me. It's like sharing a mix tape in the 80s, only apparently it's now illegal.
And... I got two free iTunes downloads for going to this Apple propatainment session. ( a combo of propaganda and entertainment. They had a live bass player. )
And... ummm... birds.
aaarrrgghh! my spit has been spat upon! alarm! you can link me up if you'd like. show all your "frenzzz" how cool you are coz you have a freaky australian pet. i mean friend.
OMG!!! WE make great pets! LIKE FER SHER!!!!!
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