man alive... so i took the bus into the city this morning... i will be taking the train back... well, more like taking the train to point pleasant and then hightailing it home in a cab. why? because i nearly threw up 3 times on the bus today.
i've mentioned previously that i have felt a bit carsick (or would it be bus sick) when taking that mode of transportation. this morning, i was running late and rather than taking a later train, i drove 30 seconds from my house and caught the bus.
5 minutes into the commute i was about to die. no, i didn't get sick... but i did have my eyes clenched and was trying to think happy design thoughts --- for the next hour or so.
there is no lavatory on the bus, otherwise, yeah, i would've scuttled in and made use of it. i don't know what it is about the damned thing. i mean, i wasn't reading or anything on there.
so now, now i am not even going near it. i am gonna head to penn station and hop on my trusty train and either jump off at 'squan (i know there's cabs there) or hit point and there should be a taxi there as well --- it'll be cheaper from point (not much but slightly) and then i can pick up my car.
*sigh*
oh... and with all the talk about vomitting and feeling like my head is spinning, happy valentine's day.
.... and when you're part of a couple, all you see are hookers.
