This weekend I drank an Absolut Raspberry and tonic and then had some really oily french fries with my cousin and his fiancee. Then we got up early the next day to see the house/hall where they will have their wedding reception. There was a lot of talk of colors and dresses and cakes and buffets. Needless to say I am not feeling so well today, mostly cause of the fries but also cause of the wedding talk which I think actually made me dizzy.

Either way, there are buses rides and students awaitin´. I got to thinking this morning (on le bus, of course) about how much life is played out on the bus. I mean I´ve seen people throw up, break up, make up and make out. Not all on one bus ride, but close. Then there was the whole bee thing and the wallet being stolen and the lady who very easily dissimilated the fact that she was blind (How do blind people know what bus they´re getting on and when to get off? I swear I didn´t see her ask!) not to mention all the other hundreds of things I´ve alreay seen on the many bus rides I´ve taken. You think this happens in other places, or are people here just so open about shit that they really don´t mind everyone watching them eat each other alive and/or fight? It´s very bizarre. Already I can write a whole book on shit I´ve seen take place on the bus. The subway, meanwhile, is always crowded but somehow much less interesting.

(Sidebar: don´t you hate the feeling that someone is reading over your shoulder? You know what´s worse? Them blatantly reading over your shoulder. No respect. Sheesh. - STOP READING YOU ASS. This is for the internets, not for you.)