592 to the 605
I keep worrying that I forgot something in the backpack I packed. I started gathering things together after getting back from a movie last night, and finished while getting ready for work this morning. I won't be back home after work today; I'm biking straight to the Sound Transit 592 express bus stop up by Denny near the freeway. I know I have essentials like my glasses, phone chargers, contact solution. I even have not one, but two library books. It's not likely I'll finish The Power this weekend but you never know. I might very well get close -- this is one rare book that I keep picking up more often than I forget to. I'm really into it. Laney keeps recommending great feminist dystopian fiction. And I'll have at least two and a half hours of bus riding after work today.
Leaving downtown Seattle at 4:52 on a Friday, I bet anything I'll be facing delays on buses. I just hope I don't wind up missing my connection in Lakewood. The itinerary shows my layover to be all of six minutes -- if the Sound Transit 592 is more than six minutes late and the Intercity Transit 605 is on time then I'm fucked. Okay, maybe not exactly fucked; there's another one scheduled half an hour later. I'll just have more time to read, I guess.
I walked home from work yesterday, reading the aforementioned library book most of the way. I had bused in the morning thanks to rain in the forecast. I had thought I'd just be staying downtown until the movie, but the movie wasn't until 6:30. I had time to walk home, feed the cats, have dinner. Same for Shobhit. Anyway, I stopped at Ross on the way. I needed a new belt as my last one was falling apart and just about ready to snap in half.
We then drove back down to Lower Queen Anne to see Don't Worry, He Won't Get Far on Foot at SIFF Cinema at the Uptown. This was the movie we tried to go see about two and a half weeks ago but got turned away because they didn't take passes for the first two weeks. God damned Amazon Studios! Today we were finally able to use the passes Shobhit got as reward for participating in script reading during the Seattle International Film Festival a couple of months ago.
I was unsure for a bit, but in the end rather liked the movie. Shobhit even turned to me early on and whispered, "It's boring." He gets bored easily, mind you, and I now feared he would keep doing that. He didn't, though, and I think in the end he was engaged by it.
We drove back home and I wrote my review before starting my packing and getting ready for bed, and that about sums up the evening.
[posted 12:30 pm]