I'm on the train going to Portland. I have consumed a sandwich. I hate children. Two just ran past. Oh, the sandwich was not delicious. I had low expectations so I was not disappointed.
The train sat in the station for half an hour. It is Spring Break in the NW so there are lots of kids on the train. I like listening to people talk about themselves, except for these two older women who are annoying.
One of them has a voice that keeps cracking. I want to punch her in the throat. Oh, of course they're bringing up Phoenix. Fuckin' Phoenix. The other woman sat down next to the kid traveling alone. She sat across from him (we're sitting in the dining car) and told him how he reminded her of her grandson. And... ? That's not really something you can say anything about. I was waiting for her to say he was dead, but that didn't happen.
My tailbone hurts so bad I basically cannot sit for long periods of time. I have no idea what the fuck is wrong with my butt, but I need to see a doctor. I wish that dumb lady would sit down next to me and fix my ass bone.
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