It's a great morning to be on the bus. I say that not because of the mystery liquid I had to wipe off my seat, but because we're in the HOV lane, tearing past massive numbers of stopped-up cars while I watch CSI on my computer.
It's just such a good feeling not to have to face the frustration of being unable to move forward (not to mention the good feeling of being able to watch TV). It makes the temporary presence of a mystery liquid all the more bearable. That, plus the fact that the only thing coming in contact with the mystery spot is my ass (but don't think I'm not going to give it a goings-over with a Clorox wipe when I get into work -- 'cause that's just how I roll).
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