Marvelous conspiracies abound. Twice took trains to the city and on the way back from both outings, there were stalls and terminations from out of nowhere. Unscheduled, unplanned. Or maybe not as much. Yesterday, a loopbacked voice, going by the name of "Christine," initiated a survey on of all things, the trains.
Kept telling her one thing, heard another, supervisor can't be right about that. They've got the phone number right, but way off on the name. Told her how confusing the billboard of the old lady hitching a ride on a bus was in relation to train travel. Didn't figure.
Should have braved the extreme morning free ride on net waves. Might have saved some time considering the now discovered need to venture back into the city to collect a J-Lo CD. That place sucks away so much energy it's not funny. But things aren't looking funny on purpose.
Soon Van - Friday, 13 December 2002 - 08:23
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