Random Bus Adventures

This was my day:

Fuck Yeah

I woke up this morning, bright and early. I made myself a breakfast of chicken noodle soup (which contains 2 days of sodium but is fucking amazing), then listened to daft punk in my underwear (harder better faster stronger also applies to things I do in the privacy of my own room). I had a workout after watching scenes from my favourite kung fu movies, because they tend to make me want to beat something up. Unfortunately, I can only deal my rage out on my pillow, because it doesn't fight back.

After my vigorous exercise, I walked/skipped/performed a random dance routine with strangers/etc to school and spent the next few hours locked in a tiny room with Jay, studying MechTron 3TB4 - and I actually learned something useful: Tron sucks. We also postulated that Jay is a superhero, whose power is to make others around him racist. I started off the year with a resolution not to swear, and somehow, Jay has subconciously influenced me so every other word out of my mouth is fuck, and the other is nigger/chink/wop/etc.


I headed over to Thode, bothered Hobo and Christian who happened to be doing very important studying, and eventually decided to message Nik about a random bus adventure. 20 minutes later, we were on a bus headed to the middle of nowhereville.

We stopped at the end of the line, at some cool-looking park. There were greenhouses (with broken windows, probably dudes out for MJ), an outdoor auditorium, and a fountain. East Hamilton is sketchy. Some girl was making out with her boyfriend in the auditorium, then told me I couldn't smoke crack or she'd call the police. Then she said, "Just kidding. But seriously, if you have some, share. Just kidding." I attempted to escape by jumping a fence (badly), and I heard her say, "Oh my GAWD that guy just committed suicide! Just kidding." Fuck East Hamilton.

We eventually ended up walking around some more, including exploring some back alleys (because two dudes walked out of a back alley isn't sketchy at ALL). We saw a car with slashed tires and got accosted by a hobo. But still, it's safer than the coffee shop in the engineering building. We ended up walking from downtown to an awesome looking cathedral, then hiked alongside the highway for about a half hour. Then we walked all the way back to campus, where the night ended in the Eng Lounge. Badass.

All in all, a pretty good day. My hair is full of woodchips, my hands smell like hobo and birdshit, and my legs feel like they've trekked to Zimbabwe, but at least I've got a night to recover before I pull the same shit tomorrow.