Today was my experiment with the public transit system. I got up at 7:30, made a sandwich and found out that the rest of my cheddar had been used. Can I correctly use Commie Bastards? I took a banana and headed out. I got to the transit station 20 minutes later and waited for quite a bit because I was so early. I didn't mind being outside in the morning, it was fairly refreshing even if my nose was dripping. My rick for getting lung cancer shot up again as the majority of those looking to take the bus were smoking. For being such a fit city, I see the disparity in class and race quite a bit.
 I was productive today at internship even though I'm becoming slightly annoyed with the workload. It's taking a toll to motivate myself toward a cause in which I don't think its methods are hyper-effective. I'll do my work, and I'll do it well, but I wish they stayed in touch a little more with their audience. I talk to other people about their internships and they only have a few of the tasks I do. Since when was I a marketing expert, a web page handler, and manage for copy distribution? There's a lot of things that I can do that will boost my resume but getting the contact info for however many organizations is huge pain in my rump. AND I still have to fill out the work that my own school gave me.
  The bus ride home was nice and relaxing...until I felt nauseous thanks to the horrendous driving. I walked into 40 right as Tara was leaving to go to a birth. I decided I was going to cook up an omelet with hash browns. After burning my hand multiple times and i ate my meal. I'm getting sick of not having easy access to the kitchen i live in and no, I don't want the lamb heart or kidney. I'm getting frustrated but Rachel (theres another girl who shares the name) is pretty cool to talk to and we're discussing the gritty world of good tasting crappy food and "normal" toilet use. I'm gonna try to get more work done away from internship so that while I'm out of the house I can also spend less time at UNCA and the prime hours out running and moving around. I miss sweating when I exercise and I want that feeling back.