blah, blah, blah...

There are too many people who know each other on this fucking train. Commuters are supposed to sleep, read, compute, or stare quietly straight ahead. Shut the hell up, the rest of you. Especially the group-crossworders. It's not even the same ones as before!

(Even the sleepers are pitching in. The guy behind me is snoring so loud I can hear him over the Beethoven in my headphones. BEETHOVEN!)