morning... feeling like bloody tuesday to me for a sec'. am sitting on the 7:41am train out of long branch. don't know why I seem to be able to make that train 30 min away yet miss the 7:20 out of squan half the time which is only 12 minutes away.
luckily I am listening to my walkman because for the last frigging 10 minutes the jackass next to me has been talking on his cell. I can still hear him through my headset though.
anyway... I would link to this but am on the train... any thoughts on some of the bronx guys from the FDNY who are being told they can't wear their green berets in the parade? they've been wearing the bloody things for about 30 years... LET THEM WEAR THE HATS. they are even known as the green beret brigade... it's not the parade that's telling them not to. it's the higher ups that are trying to enforce it... come on. don'tcha think there're more important issues?
anyway... gonna try to get out of work around 5:30pm tomorrow night then peewee and I should be partaking in the festivities and going to the fitzpatrick hotel at 56 & lex...
oh sweet jeezuz! a woman just sat down between me and cell phone ass... it's 8something in the morning and she smells like curry and garlic oh god I am trapped near the (closed) window and can't get up to move. still have half an hour or more to go in the commute... going to try to hold my breathe... tried not to breathe thru my nose and when I gasped thru my mouth the stench burned my throat.
oh. god. help.
::: plunked in on my treO:::