I've never had a bad time going out on NYE. I've had a couple of crappy ones where I had no plans or was sick, but as long as I've had a few friends around, I'm good. I've never gone for big fancy plans expecting a magical evening, just good times.
'Smile Time'
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Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I do a rabid, year end clean (working on it today AIFG!) and spend NYE burning remnants of the previous year. Some of it negative, some positive...all of it about letting go of the old and making room for the new.
That and board games makes for a happy new year for me. Also, hitting the streets of the 'hood on NYday. Everyone is always either super cheerful, or super quiet...in the hangovery way.
Heh. Stop riding the train then. Chances are you are grabbing onto something much more sinister than popsicle sticky.
This is what I was thinking. In fact, from now on, if/when I touch something stickyucky on the train, I'ma tell myself it's just popsicle droppings.
Not that I touch anything, unless touching it is going to save my life, because humans are dirty, yo.
The woman who took my place at the law office has a purel bottle on her keychain. Seriously, it hangs there all handy and such. I need to find out where she got it.
Not that I touch anything, unless touching it is going to save my life, because humans are dirty, yo.
You don't hold onto the bar in a Muni train you're going to be on your ass the first time they slam on the brakes. It's not so optional with the public transit in SF.
insent, Cindy btw
(Huh, which inevitably earworms me with "Cindy Incidentally" by The Faces.)
I wash my hands as soon as I get to work and as soon as I get home. It just seems wise.
You don't hold onto the bar in a Muni train you're going to be on your ass the first time they slam on the brakes. It's not so optional with the public transit in SF.
Unless, of course, you're packed in like sardines on the 30 Stockton. Then it's more like a mosh pit on wheels, and you can get your revenge on the poky-elbow little old ladies by stumbling in to them.
Not that I've ever done that, but I fantasize.
The woman who took my place at the law office has a purel bottle on her keychain. Seriously, it hangs there all handy and such. I need to find out where she got it.
Check out aisle at Target. I have one on my keychain, one on my purse and one attached to the diaper bag.
Target it is!!
I hate standing on CTA trains - I have suck a crappy sense of balance that I really got to hold onto something tight. Luckily, I have an opposite commute so I can usually find a seat. Metra trains are so much better than CTA trains in the jerking-to-a-stop department (as well as the room and smooth ride departments) that it's much less difficult to be standing.