Getting over there was an adventure, as it was game night (we were playing Clemson, I wonder if we won) (which is why I was able to go to girl's night, because work got cancelled so the guys could go to the game if they wanted) so traffic on Western was a nightmare. The bus was late. Unfortunately, people in this city seem to think they have license to yell at people standing on the sidewalk waiting for a bus, particularly if they're stuck in traffic and bored. The worst was the guy who felt the need to inform me that my "titties are big". Well, duh. Gee, I hadn't noticed. Thanks, guy. He got flipped off.
It's been a good day. I'm tired now, though.
