Gung Hay Fat Choy!

Sun Nin Fy Lok! Happy Year of the Rat!


That is all.

Peace and Solitude

I miss the peace and solitude of driving to and from work. Well, not so much peace and solitude in general, there are too many bad and stupid drivers around, but the personal buffer zone of peace and solitude within the car. Now that I'm working downtown and have started taking the bus, I don't get that anymore. I'm stuck surrounded by a mass of people. A mass of people that includes stupid people and their stupid conversations.

For the last few days, I've been subjected to two stupid high school kids (a guy and a girl) talking only about smoking, their smoking cravings, their channeling money to buy their precious cigarettes, their precious cigarettes being stolen, etc, etc, etc, ad nauseum. (And yes, I realize that 'stupid' and 'high school' often becomes redundant.) The girl this morning mentioned almost asking a guy on the street for a cigarette while with her mom, but catching herself in time. Yes, because nobody can smell the smoke permeating your clothes and hair and body at all. *rolls eyes*

Forkin' dumbasses.

That is all.