December 2010
Off to bed. It’s been a full day but accomplishment is just beyond my grasp, especially when a brother is far too far for me to be there in an hour of need.
Found in the flood
You know that sudden influx of posts from my tumblr account? That’s just me backdating a bunch of stuff over the past few days since I’ve had to start riding the MTA, again. Enjoy!
Metro: Day 007
Day six of the bus endeavour. Hopping on the train home from Seth’s impending-semen couch, I had a good amount of pep in my step, probably from the remnants of my quad-shot coffee, then all the alcohol. Last night was reeeee-tarded! Obnoxious bitches, free European tits, angry pizza fights, awesome pizza Latinos, molested Swedes, and sassy girls from Santa Barbara… that last one was...
Metro: Day 006
And here we are on day five of the MTA, bus experience. Off to another 8 hours of retail goodness; hoo-fucking-ray. I was a little delayed, getting out of the house, today. I didn’t even get to shit, yet! It looks like work is getting integrated into my whole life! Another quick shit before the day begins, it seems.
People shuffle. That’s what goes on in a small corridor with people...
Metro: Day 005
For all intents and purposes, this is technically my fourth day on the bus. It’s looking like the smoothest day I’ve ever had. It helps to be in the Purple Line area early in the day, so I could get a ticket way in advance.
It’s now 1627, and I’ve to be in at 1700. If I’d been this early with my car, who knows how many days of crazy driving I could have avoided! The...
Metro: Day 004
I cheated on my fourth day on the bus. I didn’t take it. I got a ride with mom. With all the drama at home, it’s been a bit tense. It started out with my ordeal with dad, and his attempt to ascertain my plans, and the whole shutting down, crying, bit. On Christmas morning, he decides that mom’s request for him to wear brighter clothes was somehow an imposition on his personality....
Metro: Day 003
It is now going to be the third day of my metro adventures. For all intents and purposes, this is a down day, since Jan and I are taking the train to Pasadena to hang out with Ben.
The other thing is it’s also Christmas day, so it’s pretty much a ghost town, everywhere. I haven’t seen a single whacky character, yet.
Speaking of whacky characters, dad was being a looney toon...
Metro: Day 002
It’s the second day on the bus. I’ve really got to make a point of leaving at the top of the hour! Power walking to the station, blows! It’s not enough that it’s already hot in this bitch but I add to it with my body heat.
I crossed Normandie / Irolo on all red, since the bus was there and waiting was not exactly something I wanted to do. The driver played ignorant to the...
Metro: Day 001
It’s the first time in a long time that I’ve been on the bus.
I got on the 720 at Wilshire and Irolo with the day pass I bought at the train station. So far, it’s as I expected. Hot, muggy, and gloomy. Well, maybe “gloomy” is a bit too dramatic but it is what it is.
I’ve already gotten detoured on Crenshaw because of a huge police blockade. For all I know,...
