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It's all my fault. I couldn't go to bed until about 3am this morning. This meant I woke up late, and left the house late (was trying to reply to a reply on my last entry, only to have Safari eat my reply), sans breakfast. Then I get stuck behind traffic. I wanted to make my normal train, especially considering I didn't yesterday. I make it to the parking lot, only to find the place *packed*. I parked in the boonies, shoved eight quarters into the meter. I looked at my watch, and notice the train is to arrive in one minute. I don't bother to rush, contrary to instinct. I will either make the train, or I won't. Another train will arrive in 15 minutes.

I walk toward the station, and notice my train arriving. I am too far away, so I resign myself to taking the next train. I keep walking, climb the three flights of stairs, and notice the train is still on the platform. The doors couldn't *possibly* be open, so I continue on my normal pace. I reach the train. The doors are still open. I walk inside. The door warning sounds, and the door closes behind me, as I plop into the Coveted Third Seat.

It seems today won't be so bad after all. I still have a huge amount of work, but that will get done.
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