So Thundercat Lady hasn't been on BART for like a month and a half. I don't know what happened to her but I'm starting to get concerned. The cranky little old lady who used to sit next to her has gone away too, which I guess is a good thing. She used to look at me with evil eyes and mutter weird things in like chinese or something. I always wanted to jump up and say, "Hey you old cranky fart! You better stop talkin' all that smack or I'll straight front yo azz, Beotch!" But I never did because I liked Thundercat Lady and maybe that cranky old lady is her mom or something.
Bootylicious gets on at a different station, rides a different car, and doesn't talk to me anymore now that she's married. I guess her new husband forbids her from talking to people who have weiners, "but he's a really great guy, honestly." She's only 19 years old, so young. She sometimes pinches me when she walks past me on the escalator getting out of the Embarcadero station.
Crystal Meth was on the train today. You never know when she is going to be making her journey to the city. Sometimes you don't see her for weeks at a time. She apparently scored some jewelery and other trinkets that she will try to sell on Market ST. She did her usual thing of cleaning the jewelery with an old toothbrush and some solvent that stinks up the car. She has a great fashion sense, usually wearing tight polyester pants in typical 70's colors like booger green and dull pink. She also had a new scarf over her head and these Fuck Me Boots that looked suede and had this fluffy ring around the top. She looks like she's 50 years old but she is probably only in her mid 20's.
I sometimes wonder how well I would be able to handle being in that kind of situation. On the verge of homelessness, addicted to drugs, unemployed. I don't think I am well suited to join the ranks of the down and out.
Oh, I forgot to tell you that there is a new girl that has been riding BART. She's not there every day but she is there a lot. She is kinda dorky looking. She always has her hair in a pony tail or a bun (my favorite hairstyles). She usually wears a jogging outfit or sweats, and has a backpack full of stuff. She also has these nerd glasses. They are so thick that you can see her eyeballs from far way. I thought she was laughing at me today. Every time I would look at the light board showing when the train was arriving, which she was standing directly under, she would get the biggest smile on her face. She would grin from ear to ear, like someone had just told her a joke or something.
I am definitely sick. My throat hurt soooo much when I woke up. And my head hurts. And I have a fever. Ack! I will probably spend Thanksgiving in bed praying for a quick and painless death.
8:13 a.m. - 2002-11-27
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