Speaking of Bill...

Yes, speaking of me, a wonderful idea. Be warned though that this is not for the faint of heart. I will be bitching about my daily struggles with no talent ass clowns, the insufficient number of hours in a day and my neverending search for good food. Still here? Excellent. Read on and join in.

Thursday, August 03, 2006

i don't get it

it was still raining this morning. as if the skies could really have any water left after the high pressure house cleaning they gave last night. sarah and i rushed to catch our train, which turned out to be half an hour late, and i have to say, it's always an odd sight to come across the platform in the morning when it's raining or cold out. people/strangers who normally don't like each other huddle together like the penguins in the March of the Penguins. Today's sea of umbrellas was broken up however by an individual i can only describe as the creepy comic book store guy in the simpsons come to life. he has no umbrella. i'm not sure if he doesn't own one or has one, but chooses not to use it. either way, it really weirds me out that anybody would choose sopping wet over holding some nylon over your head. and for those of you who think i'm too quick to pass judgement...that perhaps his umbrella broke or that he forgot it in the morning rush....all i can say is that this wasn't the first time he's broken rank.
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the stupid ones just make me laugh, the weird ones make me wanna cry.

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