shit i'm nervous.

L Train To Manhattan, 10:00 am, The morning of the Yankees Parade.



Yay! Hooray!! The Yankees won!! Holy shit!! WOOHOOO!! Oh wait, I want to fucking die because there are 30 teenagers in my train car screaming at the top of their lungs and some jabroni next to me keeps swishing around and sighing like it's my fault the train is so packed we're 1.3 inches away and one false movement from headbutting each other. The only reason this doesn't get a 10 is because there was a cute family in front of me making small talk about how crowded the train was, how sweet.

9/10