What is it about being the last person on the last bus home that makes one think about the bus captain's way of life.
well, you're on your way home.
and the poor guy in front has been on this loop service for the entire 12 hour shift today.
sad isn't it?
1.15am makes you have stupid thoughts like that i guess.
Anyway, we went to the airport today.
again.
yes.
south cross.
han's.
budget terminal.
777s.
320s.
boring.
but nevertheless, nice company.
i'm getting some apple in ear earphones tmr at funan.
here's to a nice, long, noiseless, musical journey for the months of long polytechinic-bound train rides to come.
The charm of Alkaline trio's back.
But love for Coheed and Cambria still stays.
Thats all for today.
IMF.in.a.day's.time.
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