it's not even going someplace NICE...

One of those days, right... late committee meeting, try to rush and get a train at a decent hour... sit down on a train, but screw up the track numbers cuz you don't know the schedules this late... quickly gather your things and rush OFF the train when they announce it's not stopping where you want to GO...

The upshot? Not only am I NOT getting home at a decent hour, but my fucking leather jacket is going to TRENTON MOTHERFUCKING NEW JERSEY... WITHOUT ME!!