On the train to Gotham again, after the last trip I said it would take a loooong time before I did it again, however;
I forgot the part where we still have to put my dad in the ground. There is also my plastic cousin’s 40 birthday, and I want to attend the party.
So now I’m on yet another power-less train, watching Veronica Mars until the computer dies.
I can’t believe how many people are taking the train north at two o’clock on a Thursday – even the first class is packed.