Grumble Grumble.

Today I had to wait for the fourth bus before I could get on. The first three wouldn't stop. "Sorry. Bus full," the sign on the bus told us. Except that the buses weren't really full. To me, a full bus is one teeming with human flesh. Not a single person can get on. The person getting off the bus has to climb and apologize a thousand times, announcing quite loudly that they need to get off the bus. Those were not today's buses. Nate said there was a limit of 77 people. I say, pack 'em in! Everybody knows what the Tokyo rush hour subways look like. Let's use that as our model of a full transportation vehicle. Looks like I'm leaving the house before eight tomorrow. Boo.
It must be the rain.