my new hobby

sleeping on the B-line. bring a scarf so you can use it as a pillow, fight your way to a window seat, and you're all set for a blissful half-hour sleep to school. Even better, my new bus-sleeping policy means that I can actually sleep between a half hour and an hour less every night and make it up during my daily commute. plus this way you have to spend less time conscious of the smell of your fellow passengers who all act like they don't know that wet gortex, if not properly cared for (read washed) smells like wet dog.