There is a pigeon on the train.

First off I must say that Mike brought to my attention that I have stopped putting two spaces after a period in a sentence. I don't know why but I am going to try to remember to include both spaces today.

So the other day I was on the train getting ready to head home and I looked over and there was a pigeon walking down the aisle of the train. It was just taking it's time as if looking for a little bird seat for the commute. As I hung over the seat watching it walk down the aisle a business guy(a "suit" if you are an Entourage fan) came slowly past me and said "If I walk real slow I bet I can get this little guy out of here." I smiled and said "yeah he looks a little lost" Then I watched as this guy and his briefcase slowly ushered the bird towards the door. When the bird stopped he would stop. And eventually he ushered this bird out the door and I tell you that I saw a look of utter relief on his little beaky face. Then I saw the suit come back up stairs and sit down with a look of quiet satisfaction on his face. It made me realize that there are still really nice people out there. Granted I have no idea if this guy gets home and takes the head he has in the freezer out to defrost for dinner or not. But in that moment he was a really decent, caring guy. And it made me smile.

Healthy amount of rage.

So, Mike started a blog. His is an artsy blog so I suppose that is how he justifies it. I never liked keeping journals and all that other crap so I don't know how this will work. I am equally confused and intrigued at the same time. What is the point if no one reads it? But what if someone does read it? Why would they? And then they will know all of my secrets. Interesting.

I am going back to school soon. I am really excited about that. I was going to go back sooner than this but things happen. I am the most excited about leaving my shitty job. I hate it there. And not like "oh I hate my job cause it is a job" I like to work...just not here. The people are idiots and worse...they are crappy people-not everyone but the leaders are. I don't get down on people for being idiots. Unless they are being idiots and it directly affects me. Then I become enraged. Like Hulk rage. So yeah that is why I am excited to go back to school. So I don't have to work in the corporate world again. I don't belong here and I don't think I would ever want to. It makes you a creep. I sorta would like to become a huge asshole tho...apparently that is when you become rich.