Good! closely followed by evil...

I'm soon to move out of my Dad's place that I've been using for the first 6 months since I moved from Coffs. It's all really exciting and what not, I'm about to get more money from the govt...WOO! Youth allowance! I'll be in a granny flat, in a house, as opposed to a caravan..ugh. I'm prettykeen to redecorate the place, make it my own..you know, graffiti on the walls, posters, photos, a pair of jeans on the floor, fill the bookcase with cameras, boxes, paint.. cant wait. But there's one majorrr dilema. I have no car to get to the train station. I have to get a bus that only comes every hour. It's a more direct bus, but still, a bus. I fucking hate the bus where I live. I just plain dont like the bus in general. If I could get a train everywhere, nice and direct, then i would. So a car right about now would be epic! I could even go for that drive down the south coast I've been planning. Gotta have a cornering machine to do that ;) I could drive down to St Marys, pick up my girlfriend, introduce her to the backseat... ohhhh yeah. Problem is though, unless I can find a beast for $200 or less, I wont be doing anything of the sort. I'll be getting the bus. The slow, seats so close together if a...portly person sits in front I end up tasting my own testicles for the whole journey, juttery, lack of padding, upright, cold, loud, rattelly buses.

That's my 6am rant. I'm going to clean my teeth now...and get a lift to the train station. Enjoy it while it lasts! Papa out!
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