09 November 2005

Public transit adventure.

Spent most of yesterday walking, waiting for busses, missing busses, and occasionally riding busses.

One great driver on Route 766 "Rapid Ride" had a motorcyclist pull out in front of her with his emergency flashers going during rush hour, then cruise along at 15 mph in a 35 zone right in front of her. He pulls up onto the sidewalk to chew her out for riding his tail at the next intersection and starts shouting profanities and how he's gonna report her. She explains in one sentence what she was doing, says "bus 409, I'm Robin, have a great day and god bless you", closes the doors of the bus on this idiot and leaves him in the dust. Finally a Harley-Davidson driver gets what he deserves. The look on his face was priceless. Just like straight men look when they find out their new-found loves are drag queens.

Today sort of arose out of yesterday which sort of came out of the day before yesterday. I've slept *maybe* 4 hours in the last 72, never more than 2 at a time. Riding the bus, working two jobs. I can't do that -- not with this schedule, not with having to be clear across town, not with getting off for the day at 2 or 3 am in the bad part of town while doing screening and getting a car repaired. I've still got papers to do for the stepwork I've barely started because honestly if I don't write in here everyday I don't process *anything* that actually happens to me. I don't know what to think 'til I write it. Though maybe it would do me good to be a little structured for a while. I think I'll rearrange priorities a bit. Besides which it involves defining some words -- like "be".

I spent over an hour just on that one word last night before deciding I *need* to take a bath and get a little sleep at least. They *would* ask me to define *the* most important, difficult-to-define word in the English language. And of course I *would* take it to such absurd extremes as to trace its multifarious development complete with relevant cognates, shades of meaning, and derivation. What an amazing word. I really miss the online OED -- copying 4pt (and smaller) text out by hand is hard work. I'm nuts.

Luckily my car problem was indeed just the battery. Still cost a fortune. But I've got the car. Life's still crazy, yeah, but not unmanageable.

1 comments:

I.M. Weasel said...

If you get the chance, check out the adventure I had yesterday that I posted in my blog. It's a doozie, at least as far as I'm concerned.

I'm not surprised that you would decide to leave Foxes. I can only imagine what a sheer pain in the ass it is just to get there, especially if your car won't start like it did last night. And I know you enjoyed being there, but honestly, I'm not entirely sure its the right job for you, at least in the long term. I'm sure you did your job quite well, but it never seemed like a terribly good fit for you.

Honestly because of what happened yesterday I really feel like crap like now, and have less confidence in myself than I ever have. Fortunately my parents are leaving this weekend, then I'm leaving for my mini-trip on Monday. So for the first time in months and months, I'll get an extended period of "me time".

And yeah, you need to get that interlock thing changed so it doesn't drain the battery so much. Geeze, its bad enough that its got to be there, but it fucks up your car if you don't use it for a couple days too, thats totally lame...