totally bent in all the wrong directions

by the time we finished working this morning, i was completely broken. i somehow managed to transport myself to the bus station, and managed to keep my eyes open all the way back to the promenade.

where i was accosted by a horrifically drunk man from seattle, who was convinced that i wanted to talk to him. as dead as i was, he managed to pull me into a serious argument due to the sheer stupidity of his statements...

i snuck past the sleeping guard, took the keys to my room, had a shower and packed for the weekend. and then made my way to the bus.

there was no space on the bus, so i had to stand. i was so bombed that i kept passing out, waking myself violently every time as my knees buckled. it amazes me that not one person on the entire bus offered to let the obviously wasted soldier rest.
bastards.

i forgot that the bus that i took doesn't stop on the stretch of road that i needed to be on, and then managed to get on the wrong bus back - fortunately the bus driver wasn't too much of a prick, and dropped me off within 10 minutes of my destination.

i've slept absolutely brilliantly - but i've got so much crap in my head from the last two days that most of my processes are on hold... i reckon naptime is coming up :) breakfast was eggplant-pasta. as much as i hate eggplant, it really wasn't bad at all!

i'm KoLing, mailing, and then i reckon a dvd and/or sleep will do.