Oh well
I was good this morning and took the train I should have to get to work a little early. I was all nice and comfy in the last seat in the car (after a weird indecisive staredown with the person coming from the other door).
Apparently, the gods of BART thought things were going too well. The train stopped and wouldn't get going again right outside MacArthur. The next train along was a Montgomery train, the one I usually take, but since I go past there anyway I opted for the SFO train 2 min behind it.
I'm thinking it's an early coffee day today.
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Triple Expresso for you
Triple Expresso for you Treo? I've had those mornings as well. You get dressed, manage to put on the same color socks in the dark (Yipee!), get up without slamming any doors to wake anyone else in the house, read a note left by your kid on the refrigerator to be on time to soccer game, help a little old lady across the street, yield for a pedestrian and then when you get on Bart... it stops in between stops. Shit!! Shit!! Shit!!!
Chrystal Flanders -"You're Saying it or You're Not! You're a Punk or You're Not!"
You really don't want to see
You really don't want to see me all cracked out on a triple expresso. I used to drink those giant crazy energy drinks but I'd be all hung over by like 4pm. I stick to single mochas at the top end now.
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