waiting for my moment.

Been on the train for four hours so far…

and studying diffeq seems to be doing quite well for keeping strange people from sitting with me.  I’m sitting in the aisle seat, got my shit all spread out across the two seats, headphones in jammin’ out, furiously mathing away, and some stations I even pretend to have fallen asleep on my math so obviously you don’t want to wake a poor sleeping girl who was so dutifully studying her math and the poor girl has turned her brain to slush and so obviously needs to sleep for a while, so I’ll go over here and ask this other girl who is simply reading a magazine to scoot over so I can sit.

Business class is the best.  Only two hours to go.