...and that's how the trip back ends?

Got off the train, saw a guy I knew in high school. I didn't care to stop to exchange pleasantries...I mean the guy got into some sketchy shit in college and it got as far as kidnapping (that's a huge hint to those in the know)...anyway, sped walked to the bus stop, sore, sore calves and all. Then after getting on the bus, I took a few steps towards the back when I noticed something: the bus smelled like piss. More specifically, the woman sitting by herself smelled like piss...other people noticed and they were visibly annoyed...Everyone whom got off the bus would do this: step down, look around, take a deep breath of fresh city air. Wow.

I bought a Metallica t-shirt at Kohl's yesterday. It was the 'metal up your ass' shirt, except without the 'metal up your ass' part. I remember kids getting in trouble wearing that shirt in school...I don't know why they changed it, but having a ride the lightning t-shirt for marathon training would kick serious ass.

While walking back to the cash register at Kohl’s, I passed by a father and daughter. He requested that his daughter not look at the lingerie while they walked by. This is the second time in the last six months I have witnessed that..and no, its not that I walk by the lingerie section all the time...its just that on the rare and necessary occasion that I walk by...someone makes that request...strange.

Lessons of the weekend:
- Don't pocket-dial someone for 3 minutes and 54 seconds.
- I paid for 4 sheets and took home 4, but printed 5...there may or may not be a picture of my family floating around Target.
- Even if all three babies are asleep when they actually receive the sacrament of baptism...it still counts.
- It's not fun to run 4+ miles when it feels like someone took a hammer to the back of your leg, just below the calves.
- 446 on MTV = blows the mind.
- Where the hell did my Van's hoodie go?

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