Moving Back to ‘M’ Street

So I moved into my new house on Sunday, after a hellish bus ride. The bus ride was one of the worst ever. The bus from my hometown to Monticello wasn’t too terrible except for the fact that I felt incredibly nauseous the entire time. Then, the bus from Monticello to Binghamton was way over crowded. The non-English speaking bus driver kept yellling at everyone because we "brought too much luggage." Funny…I figured that being home for four weeks would require at least three bags….

Anyway, so apparently when I went to go and put my five bags underneath the bus there was no more room. He yelled at me to drag them around the other side where there might be more room. I’m carying five suitcases in the freezing cold and he’s glaring at me and not even bothering to help.

Finally I get everything underneath the bus and when I get on the bus, there’s almost no more seats left. Some Asian bitch had the audacity to be sleeping across both seats. I wanted to wake her up and just sit down but my arms were killing me and there was a line of people behind me trying to get on. So I made a beeline for the next avaiable seat, which turned out to be with this bitchy Romanian chick. And I know that she’s Romanian because she kept bragging how much she loved her home country and was only in the US to get an education. Sweetheart, if you hate the US then get the fuck out…you’re taking up a seat in a school that could’ve been filled by an American kid who actually LIKES this country…but anyway…she says "Well I don’t know if you can sit here because I have a big bag on the seat." Well then, move it bitch…She did actually, but made me climb over her because she didn’t want to move her seat.

The bus apparently was having technical issues because we had to pull over twice while the bus driver went to go and check something. I think one of the tires went flat. Anyway, we made it into Binghamton where six other buses were also unloading. It was basically mass chaos at Shortline that night. I’m freezing cold and tired, and the crowds of people weren’t letting me through. The Romanian chick and her foreign buddies were behind me, and irritated that I wasn’t moving, but I couldn’t because of the crowds. Finally she somehow got some people to move and I ended up shoving my way through the crowd and smacking them with suitcases as I went because they stared at me like dumb cows instead of moving over. Some black girl yelled at me because I apparently smacked her with one of my bags but I tuned her out and aimed for the nearest cab.

The fucking cab driver was high or something because he couldn’t find my street. First he went to the completely wrong address that sounded nothing like the address that I gave him. Then he went to another street that sounded like my street’s name. THEN he went to the total opposite end of the block (on the right street this time) than the address I had now SPELLED for him. Finally I made it into my house by about six thirty.

The house itself is huge but my room is definitely smaller than the one in my apartment. Also, the girls apparently keep the thermostat at 62 degrees because they want to keep the heating bill cheap. This is somethinng that totally slipped my attention when I’ve been at the house previously. In addition, we have a hot water problwm. It stays lukewarm for about five minutes and then just turns ice cold. To say the least, I’m a bit chilly. It’s nice though to be around people again. It’s nice to have your own space and clean your apartment as much as you like, but it was so lonely. I knew last year that I’d be unhappy living by myself but I had no choice since everyone made housing arrangements before I could ask. It’s nice knowing that you (almost) always have people to go out with, to eat with, to watch t.v. with, to talk to. Anyway, today’s Tuesday, and I should be doing errands for most of the week (and cleaning this pig stye of a house) but this weekend should be fun. It’s opening weekend and Tanya should be visiting on Friday. I have to call Big and see if she’s visiting too…Anyway that’s about it. Until my next ramble

**Artist**