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Jan. 11th, 2007 11:04 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
tamara_russoThe bus came at 9:15 this morning, so hopefully that will stay this way again, I hate being in such a hurry over five lousy minutes. Got on, sat at the right bench facing backwards, and on with the adventures. A big woman, maybe 150 kg stood beside me. She was wearing golden tights, a grey over-coat that was buckled over her stomach, very un-flattering, and make up like clown - complete with very dark eye-shadow, very strong lipstick and very blond hair. Yuicks.
An elderly woman gets on the bus and tries to sit in the seat across from me. She loses her balance and so grabs my hand, I help her sit, she leaves my hand and she doesn't even say "thanks" or "excuse me". WTF?! Well, she continued her rudeness by extending her legs towards me so I had to keep mine folded in a very uncomfortable way. Argh.
Finally - smell. Some girl was standing next to me and she smelled like sweet honey and sweat. Weird.
So - dreams. I dreamed I was a car-witch this morning. I was driving a small convertible version of my car, a purple Toyota-Corolla (actually, it's my parents' car, but never mind), and I was making other cars do what I want. Whether i was aiming for someone in specific or just making cars go slower, faster and sideways in random, I've no idea. I got to a place where I met some people I know (don't know who they were) and started making adjustements in their BitComet (?!?!) and one of the girls said "I see you're the only one whom you let touch this" and I replied That it wasn't so, but no one really believed me, and then I woke up.
The truth is stranger than fiction, no doubt.
If fiction is mentioned - "The 4400" is coming back for it's third season on Sunday! Joy!
An elderly woman gets on the bus and tries to sit in the seat across from me. She loses her balance and so grabs my hand, I help her sit, she leaves my hand and she doesn't even say "thanks" or "excuse me". WTF?! Well, she continued her rudeness by extending her legs towards me so I had to keep mine folded in a very uncomfortable way. Argh.
Finally - smell. Some girl was standing next to me and she smelled like sweet honey and sweat. Weird.
So - dreams. I dreamed I was a car-witch this morning. I was driving a small convertible version of my car, a purple Toyota-Corolla (actually, it's my parents' car, but never mind), and I was making other cars do what I want. Whether i was aiming for someone in specific or just making cars go slower, faster and sideways in random, I've no idea. I got to a place where I met some people I know (don't know who they were) and started making adjustements in their BitComet (?!?!) and one of the girls said "I see you're the only one whom you let touch this" and I replied That it wasn't so, but no one really believed me, and then I woke up.
The truth is stranger than fiction, no doubt.
If fiction is mentioned - "The 4400" is coming back for it's third season on Sunday! Joy!
