Bleh.

Going home.
I'm done.

Last Friday

Today is pay day, last day before another three day weekend, and Friday in general.
I caught my early train perfectly with no waiting, and look forward to a fast day of work.
I am in a good mood.

Here we go again.

It's odd how when someone drinks so much, the stale alcohol seems to emit from their skin like some ridiculous cologne.

This guy needs to reduce his breakfast to a lower proof.

Yay sprint.

Barely caught the 6:04.
Heading home. Need to do a bit of research.

Warmer

Strange weather. Today low to mid 50s? It's like spring.
Just missed my train. Next one only 5 minutes away.
Wonder if today's work will be as nuts as yesterday.

Rain.

Strange. I almost missed the rain. Feels good on my head.
I wonder if its going to stay so unseasonably warm all winter, or we will pay hard for that.

Deck

With it being an abbreviated week, I decided to park at the garage at Sunset today. It shortens my ride by eleven stops and about 20 minutes.

Usually its full by now, but many have today off work.

Wee.

Rude

Dear annoying bitch on her phone,

It's rude enough to talk on your phone, but for the love of Christmas quiet down. Stop shouting. I pity your friends who have to tolerate you.

Xmas eve eve

Any shock that the train is skeletal today? Naw. It is what it is.

Book

Reading American Gods, missing her, and feeling some beer in my blood.

Some days I wonder.

Sjehjsj

19 degrees. What the frick..
I'm not typing.. just shivering.

Barely.

Ran for train.
Need new shoes.
Covered entire block in time of a flashy hand thing.
Whoa. Old.

Whoa

No idea who she is, but this girl on the train is mathematically gorgeous..
She turned every head on the platform as she walked by. Some got whiplash no doubt.

Also, someone is wearing a cologne that smells like a dog wearing Brut. Dear god it stinks.

Tuesday

It feels like it is no day of the week. None of them. I don't feel like tomorrow exists, and it's an odd sensation.

My life is a lie.

Sniffing out

The transit police and their happy fun drug dogs roaming the train looking for bad guys and evil doers make me feel safe.  Yes.

Obey, citizen, and you have nothing to worry about. They are here to protect -not contol- us all. Just keep telling yourself that.

Idiots...

Amusing the insolence.

Pioneer Square is non-smoking. Not difficult to remember. You are a stooge and nobody cares how inconvenient it is for you.

And your tantrum needs work.

Earlier

Caught an train pre-8 that I usually miss. This means I get breakfast today.
I wonder how this week will go.. if busy or dead due to the holidays. We shall see.

Another late one.

Beers with my friend. Picking up a 9pm train.

On the train, you really think everyone wants to hear your shit music. Turn it off.

Foggy

The morning is out of a bad mystery: cold, dense fog, and a train light pushing through in the distance.

All we need is a dead body, a grisled detective, and a crying widow shouting, "Why god?!" and the stage is set.

It's Friday. Hoorah.

Late train.

Beers with coworkers was fun. Looks like a quiet ride home. 9pm on a Thursday is lame.

That being said, watching five deaf people argue vehemently in sign language is amazing.

Thurs

Caught early train. Yay.
Tonight is payday. Yay.
Going to see my band again in a week and a half. Yay.
My mom sounds happier than I have heard her in years. Yay!
I get to see her and the rest of my family next weekend. Double yay.

Home

Some days I think I would prefer to stay at work and just keep going. I feel quite accomplished doing things. At home it becomes a black hole of nothing and ADD distractions.

Caught a good train though for my ride home, so I can sit the whole way.

Freaking Brr

Twenty-four degrees. What the hell. Beautiful blue sky, amazing sunrises, and so damn cold. My guess why the train is so late today.

Even with gloves I am struggling to type on my phone right now.

Breeders

Dear god lady, pushing you and your three babies on a crowded train and having the audacity to pull the mother card is annoying.

Yes. I get if you are tired. You just saw Santa and they are all a very crabby ages 3y, 2y, and 8 months.

This is not the responsibility of the other 100 of us. You have got to plan ahead next time.

And put a hat on that baby, she is red-pink with cold.

Yikes.

It has been very cold and very dry lately. It has been a while since there has been nearly zero December precipitation.

Once again I barely made the train. I am hoping today goes predictably. I could use no surprises today.

Not paying attention.

My mind is elsewhere. Not looking around the train. My guess is people are struggling to keep their personal space bubble in-tact while ignoring others' same attempts.

Let us just assume such. I am weary.

Getting old

A full sprint from car to train is a hell of a way to start the morning. It's so weird that I can feel great inside, but my body doesn't always appreciate it. Perhaps a bit more regular running might so me good.

Stupid heart.

Music

Yeah, as pathetic as it is I find myself soundtracking my life.  Happy, sad, anger, energized... I find music that fits my mood.

Good morning

Today has so far started out in an amazing fashion. I hope the day continues to stay at this level of fantastic. It's Friday and I get to see a friend tonight, and I even caught a good train.

Just need to get a hot cocoa and enjoy a two-bite blueberry scone.

Woo

Catching the 6:02 train when getting off at 6 is magical. Feels like I barely lose any time getting home.

Going to go listen to music and dream a dream.

Gah

It annoys me when these signature gatherers get on the train and use us as a captive audience to spread their politics. Get off my train.

Calendar

Today is December. Tomorrow is January. Next week sometime will be 2013.  Time is becoming less relevant and more amusing; the wooshing sound the clock hands make.

I have used up all of my relevant life milestones at this point. The only ones that seem left right now aren't ones I have to work for: the natural progressions of age.

Oh yeah. And the train smells like feces for some reason.

Ran

One of the best things about having my trimet pass from work is when the train is pulling up, and I have to sprint to catch it, I can get to the platform and can hop right on.  Wee!

Ugh. Today is "wear a bucket of cologne on the train" day.

Homeward.

Made an earlier train. Thankfully. Fairly full, too. Not sure what the city will do. In this economy more people are riding, yet due to the budget they are having fewer and fewer trains and busses.

The lady across from me has a kid on her lap. He is maybe two years old and sleeping. What is odd is she shifted and he didn't wake. She gave him a couple good wiggles and he didn't move. It was odd.

He wasn't dead, just refusing to be awake. I feel like that every morning. He reluctantly got to his feet, but refused his mothers plea to open his eyes. Instead he smashed his eyes shut and stayed wherever it was in his head that was better than the train.

Good intentions

Meant to get up early and catch a slightly earlier train, but no. Three trains never showed and a fourth was "out of service."

So after almost half an hour at the station one finally shows up, and our 200 people join the 200 people already on board.

It's standing room only already and we have 12 more stops until downtown.

Hey you.

You, yeah you. Douchey guy I see every day: you are not a unique snowflake. Jumping in front of already-waiting people to get on the train first earned you that shoulder check.

Sure it was taken as accidental, but be assured it was a message. Do it again and you'll be nursing another bruise.

Dick.

Brr

Quite chilly this morning. Caught a slightly later train than desired, but should get to work nonetheless with limited lateness.

Decided to do soup this next week for lunches. They tend to be healthier than my usual fare and the warm bowl of goodness will help my guts and alleged soul.

Nothing super interesting going on. Just a bunch of people enraptured in their digital devices. Me included.

Graveyard

The train is empty. There are maybe 8 people on this whole car and the only one marginally interesting is some weird musclehead in a stretch shirt, but dress slacks and shoes. He is quite proud of himself. But the 80s music in his headphones is amusing.

The skinny kid behind me tapped me on the shoulder, nodded at him and asked me if I thought he could take him.

I said, "Do you know martial arts?"
He said, "No."
I replied, "Then probably not."
He agreed, laughing.

They both got off the next stop and exchanged some words as the train pulled away.

I guess muscles could hear him and wanted to clarify. Wonder what happened next.

Anyways, three 7&7s and a half of a pizza with some coworkers built some team feel. Erk!

Alternate

Decided to drive part way to work today and pick up the train at a closer station. Doing this shaves about a dozen stops off my commute and doubles my train options in the evening.

You might ask why I don't do this daily. Well its because this method isn't unique at all.  This Park & Ride fills up by 8am typically and, while the sign said, "Lot Full," I checked anyway and found one last available spot.

That kind of gambling isn't what I crave every morning.

Now I am sitting next to a guy who smells like so much curry. Oof.

R

I have this friend. I'll call him R.  I personally think he is one of the smartest guys I know. He is also one of the most isolated. His sadness is palpable. I don't mind at all being around him because if I can, just for a short time, shoulder his burden, I'm grateful that he is a little more confortable.

I just wish he would get out of his own way. He truly deserves to be happy and make someone else happy.

The train is empty, quiet, and lame. I will go listen to some Unkle Bob and lose myself in thought.

Dec. 1st

Fitting somehow that the first day of December would be the first morning of the season that I had to scrape ice off my car. It is very cold.

It is beautiful. Every surface is coated in a diamond-like finish. People are bundled up and shivering. Again I am grateful I am not driving to work. Sure it takes a while to get there, but honestly 99% of my trips are quiet, relaxing, music-filled rides.