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Looks like everything is going to work out just fine. Although, it's turning out to be an extrememly busy weekend. Should be fun. But not in that wild party kinda way. I mean, how wild can you get listening Deathcab & Halou? Not much. It's more of a close your eyes and get all sorts of emo kinda fun. Err... yeah, or something like that. We're also going to a Siouxsie tribute night. On the front of the flyer it says Siouxsie and the Banshees, but on the back it says a Siouxsie Sious tribute, so I'm assuming that they'll also be playing some Creatures. Yay.

So waiting for the bus today, which was late of course, I was re-affirmed in my belief that most of the human population is completely retarded.

First, this sleazy guy in a tow truck stops and asks me if I need a ride. I tell him yes, and that I'll have one as soon as the bus gets there.

Then I see a bus go by, going the other way, with an ad on it for troll dolls. TROLL dolls. WTF? Who spends that kind of advertising money on troll dolls? Yes, I'm talking about those ugly little wastes of plastic, with the colored hair and jewels in their belly buttons. Gross.

Then I hear this insestant beeping. Loud, annoying little beeps. I locate the source and find that it's coming from the button that you press when you're a pedestrian and want to cross. It's the newer ones though that aren't buttons, but sensors and if a person across the st. presses the "button" it sends a signal and a beep across the st. to let the people across the st. that the button has been pressed already. Well, there's this woman across the street that just keeps pushing that button like it's actually going to make the light turn green, and in turn making the sensor on the other side beep like mad. When will people learn that if you push the button numerous amounts of times it will not make things go faster. This applies to elevators too. It's not fucking Track and Field people. Points to those who know what Track and Field is.

So, finally, I get on the bus. I sit down, and minutes after I smell this undesireable odor. One that normally doesn't occur on the he bus. I look over, and some woman is fucking painting her nails. On the bus. Does anyone else find this as rude as I do? It's like spraying perfume. Wait until you get to your office to do that shit.

Then some woman who has been coughing everywhere and not covering her mouth decides she doesn't want this thing in her pocket, which from the looks of it looked like maybe an old half eaten apple wrapped in paper towel, so she proceeds to discard it on the floor. What the fuck is wrong with people? The world is not your fucking trash cans you stupid fucks.

Now I'm work, and I think I'm going to run and get some tea across the st. I brought my lunch, but forgot that I had lunch plans with KittyMalarchy, so I'm going to have to save it for tomorrow. Hopefully it'll still be good.

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