i generally work about five days per week. since i live in bondi now, but still work in the city, commute by bus is more or less a part of my daily life. normally, i really don't mind. i'm so used to it at this point, and even if i wasn't, i have no other options...
anyhow, sometimes, people kill me. there are unspoken bus etiquette rules!
tonight was a classic example of what NOT to do. some burly australian man in a footy jersey sat next to me on the bus. i always hope i get the seat to myself, but sometimes the bus is full and this is obviously not an option. tonight however, there were several other open seats... so why would you feel the need to squeeze your wide frame into the fairly small space next to me? then, he decided to start cleaning his teeth with a toothpick... and he was really scraping. i mean, reaching waaay back into the dark corners of his mouth. BARF.
on the bright side, i got my butt kicked today at the gym. yes, this is a good thing. it means that while i am extremely out of shape, i'm on the road to fitness! i would love to be skinny again, but i really want to be in shape too. i mean, i'm in my prime right now! i've been really motivated about going. maybe because it's almost all guys at the gym i go to... no one noteworthy, but i still love it. i can't lie, i kind of feel like a badass lifting weights next to a bunch of dudes.
hmm... guess that's about it. planning a surf trip next month. i'll post something when it's more concrete.
