There is nothing that brings out the worst in human nature like public transit. On the bus, people are rude, ignorant, selfish and just plain awful. I think we need to hire some Bus Police, to ride the bus and inflict harsh punishments on people who take up a seat with their bag, or who crank up their music loud enough for the whole bus to hear, or who stand and block the aisle. Maybe the Bus Police can beat them with transfers or something.
I am still waiting for the call that was supposed to come on Friday, the one from Andrea Wilson. I am going to call her soon, tomorrow probably. I am now officially pissed off at her, not because it's been a few days, but because if she isn't prepared to make the call on Friday, she shouldn't say she will. I am learning that this is a common situation, though.
While I'm in the mood to bitch, I feel the need to make my voice heard about a problem that is near to my heart: size discrimiation. In La Senza today, I wanted buy some cute underwear, however they only had ugly designs that fit my large ass. It was very frustrating. Just because I'm not skinny doesn't mean I don't want to wear cute underwear. 
to La Senza. So there.