So tonight I was walking home from work. It's dark, and cold out but no snow yet and no rain. I'd just spent 45 minutes on a bus that smelled very strongly of urine and something that can only be described as "oniony". Which followed a day that was mostly bland and repetitive, except the Batman and Robin comics I was reading and the 35 minutes argument I had with some old lady from Florida about how I was pretty sure I wasn't the woman named Sara at tech support that was so rude to her and how it wasn't me who was going to give her a heart attack.

Anyways, I wanted the taste of the bus out of my mouth so I thought I'd stop and get some yougrt because let's face it, that **** is delicious. And that's when it hit me. I left my debit card at the place I bought supper at. For **** sakes!

Needless to say I was a little miffed. So, I headed home and pulled out my dugout to smoke a little while I walked. It's dark and no one but students are ever around so it's not a big thing. I got my head phones in and I'm rocking out to Paolo's Pencil Full of Lead http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s-xd3NuWQI0 Which I also realized at the time reminds me of The Jungle Book and makes me sooo happy.

No one was home but mom when I got in, but then she really goes anywhere. So I got some drink and some snack and decided to clean up a bit and watch some Avengers. But I had to wash off my make up first because I was feeling weird, and you know what I did?

I freaking washed my face while still wearing my contacts.

Yea, I know. My eyes have burned for an hour now and and all I could do was laugh. Ah, being me is such a delight.

<<-- Enrapt reader patiently awaiting part II.

Actually that "oniony" smell you smelled while sniffing stuff on the bus is known as coccalfromundalectrosis, and in it's essence works wonders on the eye.

Apply as needed, and in a wink you'll be healed in a blink.

You should try it.

ahhhh geez Sunny, you are one wreckless stoner girl aye...eyes are kinda important. Hope they heal soon, dang!

Blond Overload!

*sitting on edge of seat waiting for future installments*

Is there more?!

*rocks chair back and forth on its legs*

Today was just another calmly bland day at work. It was cool this morning but after a nice breakfast with my brother and some Tim Horton's coffee I was pretty happy. I figured out when I got to work that I could park Sunday's for free AND that the little Philippino man who owns the pizza shop did indeed have my bank card still, which made the day look pretty wicked.

Work is the same **** over and over, everyday. Seriously people, I know you called Microsoft because you think somehow we have the answer to everything. I wonder how many people in the world think of Bill Gates as some sort of Wizard of Oz of Technology. Like at the slightest hiccup in your Office setup or one hard drive crash he'll spring into action like supergeekhero. I'm pretty sure the dude doesn't even have a huge head or anything.

I also learned today that a brain surgeon at Houston General makes $18,000 an hour and works Sundays at 2a.m. If anyone meets a Dr.Adams there tell him from me that he's a totally conceited dickhead and frankly if your wife can't figure out how to insert a product key I hope you got one heII of a trophy wife.

Anyways, between that I spent most of the day talking smack with this girl Patricia at work (whose kinda weird in an awesome way) and reading Batman and Robin comics. I keep stealing my brother's because he's got a ton of sets. What I didn't realize was that in this one it's Dick Grayson and Damien Wayne (Bruce's son) as Batman and Robin. Which is totally cool because you see Dick being a very different Batman than Bruce. Don't get me wrong, Bruce is like Sean Connery Bond. He just IS Bats. But Dick's like...Daniel Craig. He isn't like Connery but got this edge all his own. (Funny cuz in this one Alfred tells him not to be Bruce, to just play the part of Batman. Makes sense as Dick grew up in showbiz, yea, and he tells him to do it like Hamlet, or Bond. Alfred is the man, behind the Bat ) And we all know how much I love Bond, and Hamlet.

So I got out at 8 and it's dark and colder than last night, headed for the bus stop and dreading the ride home. I friggin forgot my headphones at home and had no tunes on the bus the whole way. Which again proves my point that there's too damn many university students in my neighbourhood. I have to switch buses at one of the major universities and there was no one around, no cops, no rent-a-cops so I figured I had 15 minutes before my bus came...time to relax. 25 minutes later I'm hopping off a bus packed with Asian students and saw the grocery store.

Needless to say people, I got 18 yogurts and a bag of some freaky brand of questionable chips and headed home to do...

Whatever moves me...haha

"Wizard of Oz of Technology"

nice.

my days used to be much thesame but I do not miss the bus - ya when I rodethe bus I met some freaks

some for real freaks

and some who were juss folks

but the bus without music was a bummer because then u gotta listen to all thestupid sht, or the silence, or the wheels turnin instead of Van Halen or Metallica

I had this dude on the bus one time listen to my earphones when VanHalen was pla'in and he tole me he thought Christian music (VH) was good - uh, ya

no bus por moi - pas dans cette vie