OMG, does it ever suuu-u-u-u-u-uck to be on a bus stuck in rush hour traffic more than an hour before you normally wake up. Still, better than being stuck in my car in the non-HOV lanes more than an hour before I normally wake up; I'd have needed to leave home at about the same time driving or taking the bus, and the bus lets me doze safely. Things I remembered when I left the house: umbrella; coffee; Kashi bar. Things I forgot: bus schedule with the afternoon timetables; directions to the training office. Luckily I'd been there before, so lack of directions was not critical. Six-person class + noisy keyboard = limited goofing off.
I already knew I can't read on the bus because of motion sickness, but I discovered to my chagrin today that I apparently can't read on the above-ground section of the Metro anymore for the same reason. That's the only thing that makes an hour packed tightly into tin cans tolerable! I guess I'll rip the first disc of
Spook Country and stick it on my mp3 player for tomorrow and hold off on the rest of
Palimpsest until I get home. I'm hoping it was just lack of sleep (just under 6 hours) and too much caffeine, but I'm afraid to risk it again just yet.
Right, then. Dinner, a couple episodes of TV on Hulu, then bed. Tomorrow: class, followed by happy hour at
Laughing Man Tavern near Metro Center. Email if you wanna join us (us = me and
chadu at this point).