My blog is read by the unusual, the quirky and the kooky...it is what it is here for! I embrace all manners of eccentricism (new word in the eccentric dictionary) and think it genuinely a good think...
BUT...and maybe this is one of my bad qualities or maybe i am just sick to death of this incessant squeaky rattly bus, I do feel that entering a crowded bus is like entering an assylum! It is the pocket full of humanity who cannot drive and cannot spray deoderant. A collection of students and the old who cant turn down their 'mad beats' and cant stop muttering to themselves (which way round, you choose) Not only that but the constant lurching and groaning of the bus is enough to make anyone feel ill, regardless of who is on the damn thing!
I must stress to you that i am not a bad person for thinking these thoughts...just lacking breakfast and a gas mask!
Rach
not my most tolerant day!
x
BUT...and maybe this is one of my bad qualities or maybe i am just sick to death of this incessant squeaky rattly bus, I do feel that entering a crowded bus is like entering an assylum! It is the pocket full of humanity who cannot drive and cannot spray deoderant. A collection of students and the old who cant turn down their 'mad beats' and cant stop muttering to themselves (which way round, you choose) Not only that but the constant lurching and groaning of the bus is enough to make anyone feel ill, regardless of who is on the damn thing!
I must stress to you that i am not a bad person for thinking these thoughts...just lacking breakfast and a gas mask!
Rach
not my most tolerant day!
x
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