Joy (cithra) wrote,

fantasy evening

I spent the first part of the night trying to travel in time. Imagine my chagrin when after a sustained and thorough effort I arrived at the Moore theater to discover my concert was 24 May while I remained firmly in 24 March. Oops, and drat. Better that than the other way around, however. I can still arrive at 24 May in the conventional manner.

Coming home, the use of the horn and the break-neck pace our bus driver evinced forced me to conclude he learned to drive from playing Grand Theft Auto. Or perhaps Interstate 76. Several times he announced that passengers should remain seated until the bus came to a full stop for their safety, and apparently he meant it.

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