blackcorvidae

So, went to Baltimore, came home...
The library convention was just a boring as I imagined.
On the way home, I grabbed Amtrak. I jumped on the next train to Philly and just as I was settling down the conductor said we would be delayed.
Turns out the train in front of us hit someone on the tracks and killed them. I need to search for the story still to see about the details. It's a curious thing to get hit by a train. Usually, you need to kind of hang out on the tracks and wait to die, so....
anyways, I guess it was good to get away (maybe a good day to die, not being dead I wouldn't know).

I spent all my fun money this month, so I'll have to wait until next month to buy bows or steel guitars or whatever. bummer.

We're going camping with a group later in the month. Lots of folks I don't know, friends of my co-worker--she arranged the trip. So, maybe that'll be good I hope.

I'm hungry...maybe I'll slip out early for lunch.
see ya