Dear god.

The guy next to me is huge. The way you think of gods as huge. His whole front is smashed and billowing over like a muffin. Jesus.

And the smell... I hate to judge but I am being pummeled into the window. Ouch. Smoosh!

Monday

Checked work mail just now and two people "out sick" already. Case of the Mondays no doubt. Delightful. I can only do what I can.

Love seeing so many people reading books on the train.

Crazy for Jesus

Guy singing about how awesome the "Lord" is. Loudly. On a crowded train.

Crazy nutbag.

Surprise

This is one day where it's starting good and I hope gets better. It is Friday and I had no idea. Surprise!
I woke up early, it's sunny, and I am alive.

Night

Leaving the bar is weird downtown. A 40 minute ride with no bathroom is... Inconvenient.

*crosses legs*

PSXOne

The one tunnel reminds me of the game Ridge Racer on the original playstation. Dave and I would always compete for the best lap time.

Brief good feel memory.

Ernest

Maybe we all need an alter ego. Not necessarily a super hero or arch villain, but more of a Tyler Durden.

Replacement

Yes it's warm. Yes we wear less. If your bra is laden with rips and holes perhaps a shirt?

Also other dude, why are you sweating so much? Is this train a finish line to a a marathon? Weird.

Finally: unless you are going to put your phone on speaker, talk quieter. The whole train is getting half of a conversation.

Ugh

Smells like someone dumped a bottle of Febreeze and coffee on the train. Wtf. It's as though no one cares that they share an enclosed space with several hundred people.

Friday.

Yeah. It's over. Another week. Gorgeous weekend ahead.
Done with people.

Early

Woke up early, train station early, to work early... This means breakfast! Heh.

Not many people on this train.

Heart

That's it: time to cut out caffeine.

Slump

Dear younger generation:

Your posture collectively sucks all curved forward like a very jumbo shrimp.

This exudes low self esteem and screams for a Myers-Briggs tattoo showing off your Introvert Pride.

Also: pull up your pants - your underwear selection isn't interesting enough to show off.

Get off my lawn.

Up

I saw a guy looking up. Who could guess what he was looking at, but it was raining. He stared into the sky. People looked from him to his focus and back wondering. Some laughed. Some looked puzzled.

Someone called the cops.

They approached him and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Looking up," was all he replied.

It's not a crime so they left with a shrug, and he looked up - seeing something or nothing we couldn't see.

I left to go back to work, he was still looking up as I held him in my sight as long as I could.

It was amazing how much commotion was caused for someone doing something so simple, yet out of the ordinary.

Nice

Late trains are empty trains.
Much more comfortable, much less in the way of interesting people.

Angry

Birds. Yes the app. You have headphones in like six rows up and I hear you playing it. That is insane.

Today was a typical Monday. Nothing exciting. The VP did buy me lunch and wanted to hear my take on things, that was pretty neat. Apparently I have a reputation already for freely expressing my opinion in a way not only constructive but with suggestions for fixing things.

Where did that come from?
/cynical

Also: tasty French Dip.

Milestones.

Three ages that cause you to pause in life: when you realize you are older than most current musicians, when you are older than most current sports athletes, and when you are older than the President.

I'm hitting number two right now.
Time yet for a midlife crisis? Where is my Corvette.

Yours

You only can have one seat at rush hour. Your coat and purse do not.

Get over it queen rolly-eyes.

Faux tech redux

The fake engineer typing "dir" over and over is back. Just when I say I don't recognize anyone, this guy reappears. I've got to be more specific in the future.

Drool

A whole family of slack jawed people got on. Old mother, father, son, and two daughters walking down the platform all with their mouths wide open. Big "mid-yawning" mouths. Very odd.

Old pains

Trying to forget someone unforgettable is a tall task. Think I may need a memory zapper, or at the very least a frontal lobotomy.

Oh yeah, the train. Hey look: people being people.

Routine

Same route, same seat, same walk, same parking spot, same time, same train: always different people. It boggles my mind.

Later yet.

The ride home get more bland with each passing hour. Nearly nine and everyone is just slouched forward looking at their phones or eyes closed letting the day slide off them.

Nothing special.

Right

So nice and bright this morning, seems spring may finally have arrived limping into the city. I'm currently being drown in at least three strong colognes right now.
I wish people had common sense sometimes.

Asymtotes

Bad day, but always approaching zero but never hitting it as long a I am alive.

Five

What a difference a few minutes makes. The 8:01a train tends to be full, but the 8:06 is luxury and roomy. Hmm. Pays to be late I guess.

People

I am surprised both pleasantly and otherwise all day by people. While some stereotypes hold true, I am often taken aback at how people can be a lot more, or less, than they seem.

Broke

If I gave money to every person who asked me for it in a day, I may very well have nothing left. It's a sorry state they are in but I work hard all day for my scraps. Standing around on a corner sans pride asking for handouts is not a vocation.

Yet I still feel a need to help them. I just don't know how.

Csi

Like forensics, I think one can trace back through decisions to find that moment where everything unraveled.

What is interesting to me is that the decision is rarely one I labored over and lost sleep, instead being an aloof or spontaneous choice that I had no idea would change me forever.

I read once that, "the past is one thing that doesn't deserve a second chance." I agree, but studied, it may be possible to learn from the mistakes so at least I don't make the same ones again.