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Aaaaaarrrrrrt.

And bed. Borders tomorrow morning. ^______^ Maybe. Just for one thing, though. Can't spend money! And I'm already going to buy some shorts this weekend, if I find things I like. After that, no more spending other than for food. This paycheck and next paycheck will go toward vacation.

Transit.

Assholes. They're going to cut conductor jobs, even though they have a HUGE freaking surplus. $800-something million. I never believed they had a deficit, they lie too much.

Certain lines are going to convert to OPTO (one-person train operation)... and thankfully the F wasn't one of them mentioned, and I don't think they'd get rid of Mom anyway. She only has six years left, and that would SUCK if they let her go this late. But come on. All this extra money that we know you're going to waste on something stupid, I just took a conductor exam last year and haven't been called yet, and you're cutting jobs? Maybe they held the exam solely so they could collect the application fees.

(Not that I want to work for those idiots anyway...)

There's no way a train operator can do both jobs effectively. We're talking eight train cars. If something's going on in the back of the train--doesn't even have to be the last car, just near the back--he's going to have to stop the train in a station and walk all the way back to see what's going on. A conductor would be much closer to everything. If something explodes on the tracks the way it did with Mom's friend, there'll only be a train operator to safely escort eight cars of people off the train and to the nearest station or wherever else--one person to calm hundreds.

And the 7 was mentioned. They'd better have cops on the trains during baseball season, because people who live here can imagine the panic if something happened on that train with people on the way to Shea Stadium. They should have cops on all the trains, but the MTA doesn't run like that. They're not that efficient or considerate.

That system is run by the biggest morons. They're all idiots.

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Okay, today started off terribly. ( Work grumbles. )

There was teeny bit of good in the day, though. I drew something amusing (although quite crappy, but it wasn't supposed to be a great piece of artwork), and the bus was more or less on-time today. It was off by about five minutes, no biggie.

Anyway. I'm home, I don't care. Relaxing weekend time. Already got off to a good start... There was one of those huge mosquitoes in the kitchen, flying around near the ceiling (seemingly trying to get to the light in the dining room, but too stupid to fly a little lower so it could actually LEAVE the kitchen), and Mom whacked it with a rolled-up plastic floor mat. She, Craig, and I spent the next five minutes or so looking for the body. Honestly, we have no clue where it is. It wasn't on the mat, wasn't on the wall, wasn't (as far as we could tell) on the floor. Craig and I have been joking about it all night, hee.

I need sleep. I know I need sleep because of a weird habit I've picked up from nowhere at all:

Andrew: *shoots someone in Timesplitters; his character--a whale--makes a mooing sound*
Me: What was that? He sounds like a moo!
Andrew: A moo?
Me: Yes. A cow. That's what I call cows when I'm feeling silly.
Craig: Which means she's tired.
Me: Yes.

Good night. x_x