Remember that song, "I am slow-ly go-ing cra-zy. One, two, three, four, five, six, switch. Cra-zy go-ing slowly am I"? This is pretty much the story of my life right now. I need a job. I need friends. I need a friggin' Starbucks that isn't forty minutes away on a bus route through the ghetto. Sigh.
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*Ghetto Bus Update:
Today we had a new driver. He didn't know the route. He took wrong turns and backed up the bus to turn around. He also forgot to open the back door and had to ask us which way to go next. I love the bus.
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