Now the transit workers ARE on strike and I am not pleased.
D wasn't being the optimal boyfriend yesterday so I did not hang out with him last night in favor of being alone at my apartment, and now I am far away from work and have to walk. Snap. It's apparently 22 degrees outside and feels like 10 degrees outside and I have at least an hour walk ahead of me. Sweet!
There are no cabs in sight.
I may try to take the PATH, but I have no idea how to do that.
OK.
More later...
Tuesday, December 20, 2005
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I heard about the strike on NPR and I thought, "I wonder if Leah thinks it's so fun now that it's actually happening..."
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