Riding the bus is awesome, except when it isn't

I would love to say that I was riding the bus because I am super green and carbon footprint aware and all that. If I lived closer to campus it would definitely be a more typical occurrence. But with no desire to spend two hours getting to campus, the car is basically the only option at this point. Sadly, said car decided to overheat yesterday in 100 degree heat, so I was forced to throw on the heater full blast, open the windows, and hope not to die in a car baking fiasco. I got home looking like I took a shower in my dress. Sexy! I took my car in this morning and they couldn't really find anything wrong with it. They filled the coolant and told me to see how it goes.

I decided to be productive during my break from the car, so I took the bus up to school from the mechanic, which is a super convenient bus ride. I love a lot of things about the bus. I love the air conditioning, the ability to pretend you're in a movie of your life while you listen to music on your ipod as if it is the soundtrack of said movie, and the awesome people watching. Now, sometimes this people watching can backfire, as when you see an older, likely homeless, gentleman pick his nose, look at the booger, contemplate his action, and then eat it. (true story)

Mostly though, it's not so bad. Except. For the smell. Why does getting on the bus automatically equal olfactory bulb rape? It is always like a perfect storm of foul smelling shit, sometimes literally, on the bus. And then I am reduced to mouth breathing. Sitting on the bus on the way to campus, I was first assaulted by a man's hair tonic, which he applied liberally while sitting about five inches from my nose. Dear god it was awful. I don't even know what hair tonic is but that is the best description for the liquidy, medicine smelling shit he put on his head. Shortly thereafter it was a symphony of body odor that basically didn't let up til I got off the bus, practically with chapped lips from all the mouth breathing.

Before I finish, I would also just like to point out that my blog output has increased tremendously in the past month, and yes, it is entirely because I don't want to work on dissertation. I hope you enjoy the fruits of my non-labor.