Well, see. I'm not so much a curmudgeon that I didn't laugh along with everyone else this morning when a moronic driver behind the bus kept honking, and the bus driver called him an asshole. Good times for all!

The people I got stuck with on the way home, however, reminded me of the glad-handers of a corporate retreat. Forced, overly familiar, and I was TRAPPED. Standing for an hour and a half without even a cocktail to keep me company.

Damnit, I wish I could get the hell out of Northbrook when I come to Chicago for business. I think I may need to build in an extra day (or at least an extra evening) to meet up with everyone.

Dude, you're taking the wrong bus line.

Maybe I should take the train tomorrow.

OK, before I go to bed, another tale of sara discovers ipods: Loreena McKennit still gives me the fricking chills. Man, I missed listening to music just because. And the stories.

Shit, my printer is all fucked up. Does Turbo Tax allow you to print later?

Does Turbo Tax allow you to print later?

Yup. You can go back and access your returns at any time. I still haven't printed mine up yet.

Whoot!

BTW, I owe you an e and have to actually put the t-shirt in the mail.

ION, the sleet & freezing rain can stop any time.

I just ate the last donut in the house.

I think I'm going to drink a glass of sake and crawl into bed. I'll check my e-mail and voicemail in the morning just in case tomorrow turns out to be a snow day.

Damnit, I wish I could get the hell out of Northbrook when I come to Chicago for business.

I work/live two miles from Northbrook! E-mail me when you're in town, and we can get together for dinner and a movie.