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Apr. 18th, 2004 04:59 pmYay! I'm back from Pennsylvania! And I got to ride in a bus for eight whole hours! Wheeeee!
Okay, so the bus thing kind of sucks. Actually, it's normally not too bad on the way up from Washington, because on the way up there, the bus drivers are just like, "Wheee! Throw your luggage anywhere! Stretch out in the aisles! Hell, pack yourself into the overhead bins, for all we care!" Whereas on the way back from Scranton, I get bus Nazis. Today's bus Nazi of a driver was vehement that all of us passengers could only have one purse in the seat with us, and th guys couldn't have anything. Did I mention that when we left Scranton, there were only four of us on the bus? Trust me, the stupidly grinning old lady sitting five rows up from me could have put her bag of knitting on the seat next to her rather than spending ten minutes trying to put it in the overhead bin and I'm pretty sure that bag wouldn't have invaded my personal space.
And also, I didn't even get to mention what I bought yesterday! Right after I told my brother that my favorite swear word is "fuck" (God knows it's not like you can tell that from my user icons *eye roll*), I found a roomy black purse in Spencer's Gifts with "f*ck" written all over it. Now, that's my kind of accessory. *bounces around the room happily*
I sorely feel the urge to write X-Men fic. *smacks own hand* No! Work on rewrite of original story first, THEN fanfiction.
EDIT: Oh, and those Angel finale spoilers on AICN ( suck beyond all human description. )
Okay, so the bus thing kind of sucks. Actually, it's normally not too bad on the way up from Washington, because on the way up there, the bus drivers are just like, "Wheee! Throw your luggage anywhere! Stretch out in the aisles! Hell, pack yourself into the overhead bins, for all we care!" Whereas on the way back from Scranton, I get bus Nazis. Today's bus Nazi of a driver was vehement that all of us passengers could only have one purse in the seat with us, and th guys couldn't have anything. Did I mention that when we left Scranton, there were only four of us on the bus? Trust me, the stupidly grinning old lady sitting five rows up from me could have put her bag of knitting on the seat next to her rather than spending ten minutes trying to put it in the overhead bin and I'm pretty sure that bag wouldn't have invaded my personal space.
And also, I didn't even get to mention what I bought yesterday! Right after I told my brother that my favorite swear word is "fuck" (God knows it's not like you can tell that from my user icons *eye roll*), I found a roomy black purse in Spencer's Gifts with "f*ck" written all over it. Now, that's my kind of accessory. *bounces around the room happily*
I sorely feel the urge to write X-Men fic. *smacks own hand* No! Work on rewrite of original story first, THEN fanfiction.
EDIT: Oh, and those Angel finale spoilers on AICN ( suck beyond all human description. )
