i try hard not to shock you (it's hard not to, with the things i could say)

i don't know why the pet shop boys "so hard" is in my head lately, but - she-ZAM! it's a great song.



see?
and one of the best lines ever:

we've both given up smoking 'cause it's fatal, so whose matches are those?

today we didn't get wet on the picking bub up from daycare adventure on the train and the train and the bus. instead, we forgot our house keys. instead, we had to go get bub on the train, take the train past where we needed to go to connect to another train to get to the dialysis unit at the hospital to pick up house keys from bun. on the way, a man stopped me on the street to ask me what it means when a woman says she "only loves you because you're the father of her kids"? this resulted in much discussion and me trying to be nice while also trying to extricate myself from a potentially long-winded and eventually emotional escapade. apparently they have been married for 22 years. in the end he thanked me for talking and decided to keep walking because it helps clear his head. okay. mobile counseling unit career, here i come. i have been trying to see the tattoo on my forehead that says "TALK TO ME" since my late teens now. no luck. everyone else can see it.

on the way (the first train), the bub decided to take a huge poop in her pants, resulting in the smelliest journey EVER. trying to travel light since the train stations all consist of ten million stairs and NO lifts, i neglected to bring a diaper and wipes from her daycare bag. i had to stop and buy some on the way, resulting in a whole pack of diapers to carry. sigh. sigh. double sigh. stick a needle in my eye. ew, no! don't! i just got carried away with rhyming. it won't happen again.

in the end, we just stayed at the hospital and ate in the cafeteria, since bun only had an hour and a half left and it would have taken as much to get home. 8:30 pm and i'm home. on the plus side, bunhead is down one of his meds (for blood pressure) and we got to go out to a snazzy dinner last night with some highly respected coworkers from canada and the uk who we haven't seen in a while. yay for my brother being in sydney. i'm gonna trade him dinners for babysitting since his apartment only has a hotplate.