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sereneorangeI got home late last night, and then had to go to the ATM to make deposit of some cash and a check from my sister for some art she bought online (I did the payment from my paypal)
This morning, I meant to get up early, but that didn't happen. When we got out to the car, the check was on the front seat. Crappity. I had to call the bank, then make a second deposit.
It took 30 minutes for my bus to come, then when it finally did, it took forever to get to work. My total commute time was over an hour. I live 5 1/2 miles from work. It was standing room the whole time, and I felt like I was on the last helicopter out of Saigon. What you cannot see are the 8-10 other little tiny hispanic women tucked down in between people in this crowd. I don't know what the hell they were holding on to. They were too tiny to reach the overhead bar or even the straps that hang down.
