I love you, but shut it.

The last month on the bus hasn't been that bad. I listen to some music and try to catch 40 winks before i get to work. In the last week, however, i've had company since Gen had come back to work after and few months sabbaticle. I love her, let's just get that straight. She's one of my best and oldest friends. How do you tell someone like that that you, as a general rule, do not talk to anyone before stepping into work. I just don't. This morning it was hairy naked hobbit lookin' dudes. The 195 is always full. So i had to talk about hairy naked hobbit lookin' dudes surrounded by morning commuters. Now don't get me wrong, any other time of the day, anywhere else, i'd be all over this topic like a pig on shit, but at 6h38 am, i just can't. It's a good thing Gen is a bus sleeper and i have comfortable shoulders.