Not-Work Hell.

[serinde]

Oddly, the woe of my evening was completely unrelated to work; my business day was moderately relaxed, not unpleasant, and tolerably productive. No, my grief can solely be laid to the door of NJ Transit, who:
- delayed trains going out of Penn Station due to congestion
- broke the train I was on (including the lights and A/C), inside the tunnel under the river, for half an hour
- fucked up the track switching between the tunnel and Secaucus, so once the train started working it still couldn't proceed
- once again shorted the trains on my line, so when I finally got on one from Secaucus, it was mad crowded

Thus, my 1-hour commute became approx. 2.5 hours.

Now, it is to be noted that while this is all vastly irritating, it's not actually devastating; so I can't quite explain why when sweh called to find out where I was, I burst into tears on the spot. Aikido has been lacking the past week, and I haven't even been able to make time for swimming, so maybe I'm steering perilously close to that crazy business again.

audiovile's day was worse. He stayed in for the evening and punched imaginary computer people in the head until he was ready for human contact.

Anyways, after suitable application of onion dip, pizza, and Dr. Who (I guess I can put up with this new guy...) I am feeling tolerably balanced, if awfully tired and slightly over-full. I hope to be properly productive this weekend.

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[xlerb.livejournal.com]

And you didn't even get a blurry underexposed photo of Flaming Tunnel Death out of it. That sucks.