Displeased

Forgive me this rant, if you will. The southbound #6 bus was extremely late arriving to the State and Lake stop, and the situation only got worse as we proceeded down State, trying to cram the two or three buses' worth of passengers that had accumulated along State into just one bus. We had to leave not one but two guys in wheelchairs waiting on the sidewalk because there was simply no room for them.

Getting to Hyde Park late meant that I didn't start my reading for tomorrow until 5PM, which meant that I didn't leave the law school until 8PM. Then, the northbound #6 had a busted bicycle carrier (a situation which seems to be increasingly common as of late), so I ended up biking up the lakeshore to get home. Fifteen miles and an hour later, I'm tired, sweaty, thirsty, and hungry enough to fly to Alaska and go moose hunting with Sarah Palin just so that I could eat one.

And I still haven't finished my Russian homework.