This morning when I got to the Fullerton platform to wait for the train the same crazy guy who talked to me last week (last weeks blog entry here) was standing in the same place. I quickly diverted my eyes to the floor and walked past him.

Also, a friend of mine told me he was thinking of taking up smoking.
Me: Why would you do that?
Jamie: I'm trying to change my lifestyle.
Me: And you want to incorporate killing yourself?
Jamie: Well, I'm trying to give up some vices, so I'm bringing in replacement ones.
Me: What about eating?
Jamie: I'm trying to take that one out.
Me: Prostitutes?
Jamie: Hard to do when you live with your girlfriend.
Me: Gambling?
Jamie: You've got to have money for that.
Me: Alcohol?
Jamie: You mean more than I already do?
Me: (pause) I see. Well don't worry man. I'll think of something bad for you.

If you have any suggestions, e-mail me and I'll pass them on to Jamie.