Sadly, Busstop Guy and Busstop Girl were not there today. So I have no idea if she made it through her illness. He could be kneeling at her bedside for all I know, right as I speak, wishing he'd been a man and asked her out before she died.
Or it could just be the abhorrent spring rain we're getting today. What's the point of the Spring temperature when you can't even enjoy it without an umbrella and galoshes? I hate it for that reason. I only like Autumn and Winter. The air is dry. I don't smell like a pig 98% of the time, and personally I think that autumn leaves and winter snow are two of the prettiest things ever.
Yay I get to leave work at 2:00 today! I love Fridays. Then I'm off to buy a curtain rod and some soup so I can sit down and be heartily disappointed with Beowulf. I have already decided to hate it. I don't care what you say. I'm only seeing it because I heard that was a neat-o dragon in it, and I have an insatiable thirst for dragons. I want to harness them as my own and sick them on people. I would give it a cool name. Incidentally, ever notice that, no matter how many times you tell yourself your wrong, you still think that Pete's dragon was named Pete? If you ask someone that question really fast they almost always say, "Uh, duh...Pete." Then you can bitch-slap them and be like "Oh yeah, biotch! It was Eliot!" This is what Disney brings out of me. I think I saw Alladin and it's evil ways one too many times. That and that nasty little mermaid with her scanky water-whore outfits.
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