Cooked by myself.
I will be home soon, feels good. I shall relax, be lazy, try to finish Skyrim, and hopefully eat some ice cream.
According to my ticket, I’m supposed to take the 17:12 train when I can take the one that departs an hour earlier instead. So now I am on the earlier train. No one sat next to me on the first train, I’d count that trip quite successful.
I’m starting to get really hungry.
Is that even a word? Anyway, I’ve surrounded my head in my hanging jacket listening to LordKaT’s morning show from the beginning of the mouth. Less than an hour left on this train. No one has sat next to me yet, which means I can spread out over two seats. Aw yeah.
I’ve consumed all of my stale donuts, and I have nothing else to eat. Which makes me a bit concerned for later, but I have made long train rides without eating much before so I should be fine – if a little hungry when I reach my destination. Spent half an hour on a survey I got. The best thing about that is my explanation for not picking flight to travel: laziness. Some people are annoying in the quiet area, like the one dude across me who has the volume in his headphones too high. I’m playing Pokémon Pearl at the moment, but I think I’ll stop soon to take a nap or rest a little.
I’m taking photos out the window. Most of them are blurry or dirty, but there are a few nice ones. Will upload them when I get home. I won’t be taking pictures all the way though.
Train came in minutes after I posted the previous post. I get a window seat this time which is awesome, because I don’t have to lift my ass for other people. My shoulders are sore, I can feel my sweaty armpits (but not smell them thankfully). Someone is howling, and it’s annoying. I sit in the quiet area, which is second best to first class. First class is the quiet area with more legroom and less people.