June 13th, 2001

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adventures in bus riding w/BM

[linked to my journal entry]

So, I was riding to work on the bus today, and a woman came up and sat in the seat directly behind me-- on an almost empty bus. I could feel her looking at me, and I'd seen her starnding at the stop while the bus rolled up. After a couple of minutes, in which she continued to enclose my personal space, she said to me, "You have beautiful hair."

pervasive irreligousity follows