Ha Ha!! (finger pointed at you, busless rider)

I’ve been moody lately & I’m blaming it on sympathy hormones. That’s right my little blog-readers, I’m so F-ing emo & sensitive & shit that while the best of you are out there with nothing more than soar backs when your girlfriend is menstruating, I’m not only crampy & feeling bloated but I’m also moody as all hell. Oh, yeah, & I’m bleeding outta my ass. Take that, Conor Oberst!

Eugene is shut down! The streets are empty of Lane Transit District buses!! Students can’t get to Lane Community College & instead chew the shit with me on my front porch!!! While I drink beer!!! I’m excited, I like beer & also I like strikes. Don’t know why, maybe the red in me is showing, maybe I like seeing all the bus riders running around, trying to find alternate transportation, trying to grow wings. Obviously, the cynic in me is loving this but for the benefit of anyone who reads this who is suffering because of the strike I will say that if this had happened three years ago when I was dependent upon LTD I’d be pretty frantic & upset right now but since then I’ve drunken enough beer & prayed to enough gods & have grown wings so stop whining to me on my front porch about how much it sucks that there ain’t no buses... if you want to talk about sucking, trying bleeding out of your butt every time your old lady reaches that special time of the month.