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Yesterday sucked, but only indirectly because of P&R. The bus schedules were nonexistent (the 6:20 AM bus came at 6:48), and I was out of energy at 2:00, when we started setting up for the second P&R meeting. When I realized at 6:30 PM that I had to wait 40 minutes for a 65 bus I might fit on, or walk to Coolidge Corner, I actually cried. But I did walk to Coolidge Corner, and then couldn't get on the 66 bus either. At that point I gave up, bought a book and a dish of ice cream, and then couldn't get on the 66 again, so took the train to Washington Square and walked home from there. It was 8:15 or so by the time I hit the door. I hate it when days like that happen early in the week, because it makes the week so much longer.

In cheerier news, I forgot we have Monday off! And since it's a holiday (as opposed to a snow day, during which I have to answer work emails), I don't have to be glued to my computer. Not that I don't spend entirely too much time glued to the computer anyway, but on Monday I don't HAVE to. If it's (still/again) snow-melting weather on Monday, I might have to come up with a Devious Plot. Days off shouldn't all be about laundry and errands.