Oh man... of all things to forget.

Why, oh why did I have to go for that gluttonous ipod charge at the end of the day?! I was at 75 percent.... Shouldve just been happy with that! I rush out the door to catch a potentially craptacular train and I do not have my blocker from all that is auditorally (is that even a word? Oh well... It is now) annoying! Now I get to listen to these broads gab on about meaningless crap... this girl is suckling at her apple like a starving baby.

All in all... I guess it could always be worse. I could be sitting next to a very fat smelly man whose breath smells like yesterday's beer... Oh, that was a real treat!

You show me a rush hour train and I'll show you the bastard that hates riding it.... Me.

Its amazing there aren't more train murder massacres than there are. If you could see a picture of the normal daily commuter, you'd see they are not a happy person... At least from the hours of 6am-9am and 5pm-7pm.

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