FYI, “Trust No Man; Fear No B*tch” is the advice I got from new graffiti at my light rail stop today. I’ve had since about 7:30 a.m. to contemplate the saying and I’m still not finding it too relevant to my life. Also experienced on the light rail today, the following conversation on a cell phone: “They didn’t even have a convertible for me. I’m the homecoming princess and they didn’t even get a convertible. My mom was hecka mad, she was all like, ‘y’all are the most unorganized bunch of people how can they not have a convertible for the homecoming princess?'” At that point I put on my Ipod so over Allison Kraus all I got was “princess… homecoming princess.. convertible… next year…” but I think I got the important parts. Boy, somebody had a case of the Mondays! I’m just wondering who in their right mind would ride in a convertible in this weather. Anyway, that’s the news from Sac Light Rail. You heard it here first.
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