today i tried to catch that same #18 bus, and the same thing happened: it lumbered past me as i was a block away from the stop. so i waited and read again, then the bus came, blah blah blah. there's not a bench at my bus stop, though, and i mourn this more every day. (mah hypothetical bench, ah mourns it.) i visited a thrift store that seemed a lot like buffalo exchange, except it had better stuff, it was cheaper, and the people who worked there weren't huge tools. so i guess it was nothing like buffalo exchange. anyway, i'm almost willing to go out of my way to visit other locations of this store. it was great, on an impersonal level -- i mean, they had a great variety and all that. but because i apparently have the most average-sized body in the world, it was hard to find stuff (ESPECIALLY SHOES) in my size. buuut i still got a sweater.

ugh then i was going to take another bus to go to another thrift store (called out of the closet, run by an AIDS charity), but i had waited 25 minutes and there was no sign of a bus, so i decided to just cross the street and catch the bus to go home instead of going to another store and then having to wait even longer for the buses to take me home.

it is raining today, and, because i am stupid, i wore the wrong shoes: my tweedy cloth flats. my feet were so cold and squeaky-wet. in my defense, it was not raining when i left the house... but, yeah, ok, it had been raining earlier so i probably should have known.


now i have tea! and a space heater! everything is a-ok.