Friday, September 23, 2011

Great Day, Late Night

Dear Interwebs,

I am le tired.

Today (or yesterday now) was the kind of day that boosted my mood and level of happiness to a point of me feeling so completely satisfied, whole, and just straight up overflowing with happiness that it may have made some people believe I was on some sort of halucinagen. In all it was the best day, click HERE to read about it.

By the end of the night I was on the later bus so I had to wait around 20mins for my transfer bus.

After boarding the bus, the driver sat around for a few moments and quite the character came along.

This old woman, around 4'9" (~1.5m), rolled up in her Winners (I recognized it as I worked at Winners/Homesense for nearly 3 yrs) buggy which was cloaked in layers of salvaged plastic bags. On the grip were 2 reusable bags. She proceeded to empty her cart full of plastic bottle bags onto the bus.

For the next 7 minutes she continued to load her findings of the day onto the one half of the bus. It was already 5 minutes past the departure time but she casually continued to tackle the buggy. An impatient passenger continuously yanked on the stop request line, which was fair enough since I too just wanted to get home before midnight had to role around as a reminder of how little sleep I was to get this evening... morning, whatever!

The bus driver also became impatient and started pulling forward as a clear indicator that it was time to get going. The woman demolished the last few bags, erasing the fact that she had ever held the handle on the buggy.

My, my it is way late and I will be up in a few hours for volunteering and school, so I guess.... Oh! One more story!

Dream of Last Sleep:

Previous to this one I had dreamt of my friend and co-worker and since I had told her of said dream and received an amused text I apparently had to dream once more about her and one of my other good friends.

It began with the good friend (TG) in her vintage attire sipping chamaign with an elegant rock on her ring finger. Next to her stood a tall, lanky young man (whom I had seen, but have never seen before, on the bus) with a nerdy air about him in the sense of being super intelligent!

TG floated over to me with a great big smile on her face and said how she was glad I could make it to the engagement party. I told her I was happy if she was and that I never would have matched her to end up with buddy, there. She giggled and disappeared to the other side of the wall.

When I rounded the corner to follow her I found that in her stead was the friend/co-worker (AN). Her usual style is pretty typical of a trendy, casual 19 yr old, however, instead of such garb upon her petite frame, she wore a long-sleeved blue collared shirt (clearly sized for a man) and some under-the-boob HIGH waist pants held up by a thin black belt. AN has a joker-personality to her and can make anyone laugh no matter what she says or the faces she makes, so I couldn't help laughing when I saw her this way. She then looked at me and asked why I laughed. "Well, you look very.... uh.... different than what I'm used to seeing you look like," I replied. She stared at me with an unimpressed look on her face but I continued to laugh. She then sternly said to me, "This is who I am meant to be with. No body understands me, but this is how I've always wanted to look like. Maybe you shouldn't come to the wedding after all."

Oh dear, I woke up quite confused and would have enjoyed a good side-stitch of laughter but again, my life is continuously rolling and I am currently setting myself up to roll out of bed tomorrow looking like a zombified college student... oh, right, I already am.

Nighty Morning,
Ashrreeeeeee

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