Ahh, good old Greyhound.

Where would be be without the unreliable service from soon to be homeless crack mothers and underpaid buss drivers in the ghetto station in Seattle?

Forgive me. I have been on Greyhound a few times. And while I shouldn't really complain, because I've somehow managed to always get to my destination on time (even though one bus was 4 hours late).

But there's always an awkward feeling when your sitting in between the most stereotypical black men with their PSPs and their gansta word.... And a middle aged looking woman who looks like a rejected cast member of 'The Village' with her hemp backback with goth teen suicide poetry on it asking if you want some chestnuts....

Or when you're pushed up against the window as far as you can be with some random fat kid leaning on you still and snoring in your face. Or when your bus breaks down about half an hour from any sort of civilization. Or when the only way to get a meal is to fork over 5 bucks for a chezburger and a pickle slice (What a magical 19th birthday it was from Pullman to Centraila that day).

I really shouldn't complain. But it's fun.... :3

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I honestly don't believe those people who say they get like 90wpm or something high like that. I type pretty fast I think when I'm actually typing out sentences like this. But 90wpm? Come on... -_-