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Tuesday, May 27, 2008
I hate "commuter guy".
I leave the house like clockwork. Not swiss train schedule clockwork mind you, but not Amtrak either. With the girls in tow, I head out to school. More often then not I see him en route. It's either a red RB-1 or a yellow Torelli. I'm not sure how he decides which rig to ride. I dont' care. all I know is, I USE TO BE COMMUTER GUY DAMMIT!