I am happy to be home; it's been a most peculiar day. The buses were screwed up, so there was a long wait until two showed up at the same time, I got to the platform as an ampty train pulled out, and the next one was packed, and I'm toting around a heavy shopping bag with too many pieces of music, I'm overdrawn, and I'm dealing with too much tsuris today from a control-hungry colleague.
So, that was the first half of the day.
I tote everything back to the subway, which is packed by 66th Street and I wonder, what is it with these idiots wh get onto a train, set their fat asses in a doorway, and then refuse to move so people can get off the damned train? All in all, not one of my better days. I hope there's a check in thw mail. Or food,