I will walk 500 miles

A bit of an exaggeration, but today I had to walk from my work all the way to my apartment which took me about an hour. Where I usually get on the bus is where bus driver's switch off so I asked a bus driver where I could get on the bus back to UCLA. He told me no buses would be going to UCLA because the president's there. He proceeded to tell me I had a very good excuse for not going to class. Apparently all the people at that bus stop had been dropped off there by a bus driver and he just took off in another direction. Sucko. So I just started walking because there was nothing else I could do. At one point I was walking with this man who told me that the president wasn't even there and that he was just flying over but they had to clear out the area he was flying over, I guess. I don't really know but it totally sucked and I didn't bother going to class because I was late and my feet hurt because today I just happened to have no socks on in my sneakers because I stupidly locked Tom's door behind me before I remembered to put on socks.

All I know is that this has been a terrible week for traffic on top of LA's usual traffic. Monday was the L.A. Marathon, Tuesday the Prop 8 protests and today this, all of which were not broadcasted very well to the public. Then again, what do I know? I don't watch TV anymore, nor do I listen to the radio so maybe this is my fault. Tomorrow, I'm sure there will be a herd of elephants on the loose to cause another unsuspected L.A.-wide traffic jam. It's times like these that I wish Ciao Ciao would just love me and let me ride without dying out. I have had it for a month now and am still not allowed to ride to my apartment on it!

By the way, I was in the middle of the protesting yesterday. It was quite a shock because I had fallen asleep on the bus and woke up to a sea of people outside the windows in WeHo. Later at night it kind of sucked because Tom and I got stuck in traffic because the police had barricades all over and Tom's apartment was in the middle of it. Impatience took over and some illegal maneuvers were made and we finally made it home. There was so many helicopters in the sky it was like we were in the middle of a prison break! I wanted to ride Ciao Ciao over (that is, if it could make it that far) to the epicenter of excitement but we soon realized how scary and crazy everyone was driving and decided against it. I feel like traffic makes people feel like caged animals and when they are finally free they tend to run wild, another reason I do not want to drive a car.

By the way, Ciao Ciao has a new friend I like to call Garelli-felli, otherwise known as G. Pictures to be posted when we have some! Tom just got it Monday and it is super cool looking! :)!