Once again, I am reminded of just how craptabulous the bus service is here. My favouritest bus ever, the Citi7, was not only 20 minutes late, it also bombed right past me without stopping.
The receptionist at work noticed my soggy state when I came back in and said “at least the day is almost over”. Sadly, it’s not because the beastie is still feeling under the weather and Katy and I are both in zombie-mode, operating at very low-level brain functions. Last night, we were up from 2:30 to 5am – this after going to bed at 11:30.
It’s been a long day.
Current Mood:
Tired