I forgot how much of a pain in the ass transit is.

And I also forgot how easily you get used to it. Sometimes the buses come, other times they don't. Not much you can do about it really. Just sit quietly until the notch on the schedual rings it chime. You know what's the worst though? When you JUST miss the bus and end up sitting on a bench for another 20 or so minutes, doing absolutely nothing but twiddling your thumbs and thinking about the extra sleep. It is often at this mark that another person nochelantly strolls up and stands beside you.

That is when I start to get frustrated. Who in their right mind shows up to a bus stop early? What are you, organized? I don't need this type of belligerence in my life. Especially the type that gets thrown down to me at a bus stop that didn't work around my schedual. Fuck off.

I do however like the fact that I can read again. Or atleast, pretend to. Most of the time though I stare off into space listening to the pitter patter of a stranger's conversation.

Why yes, I would like to know what Brian did to Becky last night. Oh he IS a hermaphadite whore! How interesting. 

So here is to you BC transit. Your overpriced tickets and un-reasonable operating hours have entered into my life once again. Chin Chin my good friend. *Clink*

PS: It's not that bad really. Just. I miss my vehicle.