Wednesday, May 30, 2012

Schedule of dumb.

#trimet runs so few trains at rush hour, it amazes me. By the time they get here they are bursting at the seams.

Almost makes the cost of driving worth it as I timed it and, even in traffic, driving is way faster.

Destroyer

I am become death, destroyer of companies.

I have a knack for getting on a sinking ship it seems. It is quite weird. Looking back there are very few exceptions.

That being said, I'm looking at two sets of seats on the train: two skinny people sitting next to each other and two great big people doing the same. I want to switch one of each for balance.

Also: I crave a doughnut.

Tuesday, May 29, 2012

Wolfsheep

Today was Monday masquerading as Tuesday. It was rough and I got little done. Each day is going to be worse for the foreseeable future.

Too bad me ragequitting isn't the prudent thing to do.

New

So... I hope bankers are taking extended time off today. Spent yesterday updating my resume.

I need to get back into school before I am too old to learn.

Friday, May 25, 2012

Festival wait

Look #trimet. Trains are on rails. Why on a holiday weekend Friday at rush hour do you have half the trains as normal. This is a little ridiculous.

Shouldn't have to wait 30 minutes between trains at this time of day.

Thursday, May 24, 2012

Der

I'm beginning to see what other countries hate about us.

Such entitlement.

Wednesday, May 23, 2012

Oh dear

One guy has pizza from old town. Another crazy lady demands pictures of it.

Ahh Portland.

Tuesday, May 22, 2012

Close

Sitting at the bar it dawns on me that they shouldn't know my order when I go in.
It should be a, "Hey! New in town?" kind of moment.

Late yellow

Caught a late train because I got stopped repeatedly by school buses.
I will have to take that into consideration moving forward.

Monday, May 21, 2012

Gestapo

Not one or two but seven cars of fare inspectors and supervisors on the last stop. Lots of busts, too. Quite amusing seeing street kids make a run for it.

Losers.

And now I deal with random people sitting next to me. Wish I had a riding buddy.

Morning again

It's almost June again. Years fly by so fast it feels less like I'm enjoying the seasons and constantly looking forward to the next one - either putting up or taking down decorations.

It doesn't feel like morning. It feels like a random day. The weekend was a blink.

Thursday, May 17, 2012

Run

Today was a flat sprint for the train. Wonder if that counts as cardio.

I found an app that makes losing weight sort of like a game. Seems fun. My goal is to be at my goal weight by christmas. That is 60lbs in 30 weeks, or only 2lb a week. Totally doable.

Wee! Fun times.

Wednesday, May 16, 2012

If you are downtown, unbathed, carrying a clipboard with a pot leaf on it, please don't ask me if I am registered to vote.

You haven't earned the right to that information.
Me saying, "I am not interested." is the most polite way I can say, "go away."

Take the hint.

Tuesday, May 15, 2012

Time away

I'm restless in Portland. Part of me wants to leave and see more... stuff.

Maybe soon.

New time

Hour earlier on the train. Looking different but then again every day is different usually.
It was pleasant until this one guy just got on smelling like gardenia and patchouli. My eyes are watering.
Of all colognes this is the one he picked? I really don't get people.

Monday, May 14, 2012

Guh

Wow people are loud and smelly today. I read somewhere a phenomenon that states aggression increases in warm temperature.

Hmm. Looks like fare checkers just chased off the trouble makers. Nice.

Bleh

Yeah it's Monday. I don't feel like writing

Thursday, May 10, 2012

Wack

Many flavors of WTF, son. All sorts of odd folk on the train here. Loud idiots, weird power people, and some guy whose breath smells like butt.

Seriously every exhale of his smells like a fart and I feel bad for him.

Not sure where my loyalties lie these days. Should look for work in Maine. Why? I've never been to that state.

Spring is here yo.

SRO

Yeah this morning is standing room only on the train. I don't want to know what traffic would be like in Portland without our public transit.

Looks like another beautiful day outside.

Wednesday, May 9, 2012

Islanders

Seems today is national coconut scent day. Not the real smell but that artificial suntan lotion or shampoo coconut smell.

I just want to get home.

Tech

Some days it seems everyone on the train has a book. Today it's electronic devices such as phones, kindles and iPads.

Also this driver has a lead foot. I'm either falling forwards or back. Go easy chief.

Tuesday, May 8, 2012

People mover

I'm reminded of the Wedway people mover from Disneyworld when I get on the train. That was much more opulent and smelled less like body odor since I guess vacationers bathe more.

There seem to be fewer cameras on this commuter train as well.

And my destination is not the, "happiest place on earth."

Monday, May 7, 2012

Overheard on MAX

Tranny Wrecks
Tranny Wrecks
She is saying it over and over to someone on the phone and it is making less and less sense.
Tranny Wrecks.

Okay then.

Thursday, May 3, 2012

One

Today was day one. It should feel like birth but felt like Thursday. No lottery, no pardon, no breaking of ice, glass or shackles. Thursday.

What waits for me at home?Cinder and ash, but no flames. Those burned out long ago. I should feel free, but instead feel like its Thursday.

Tuesday, May 1, 2012

Busier

There are more people than usual on the train this evening. I can't hear them because I am caught up in Alcest being all dreamy.
Think I need to break out the keyboard to augment some music.
Taking tomorrow off work as a mental day and could not have planned better as today was a killer. Oy.
Going to sip a whiskey tonight and play my guitar more.

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!

5 minutes

What a difference one earlier train makes. Almost nobody today. All afraid of May Day? Who knows.