Monday, October 21st, 2002 | 18:56
But if you try sometimes, you just might find
I'm missing some of the details. In fact, I'm missing all the details. All I know is that I sat on the same fucking bus, in the same fucking seat, for two and a half hours because of fucking traffic.
Every so often, I would chuckle at the situation. It kept me from ripping out someone else's intestines.