Miniature ode to DC
Living in DC, there are certain things you can count on (aside from political idiocy). One in particular effects me from time to time.
Simply put, whenever you're running late to work, the Green Line is bound to do all in its power to make you later. Just remember that when choosing where to live.
Also, while walking through Georgetown to connect from the bus from work and the bus to school, I continually have the urge to encourage the proletariat to rebel and end the god-awfulness that is that section of this lovely city. I can barely afford to stand on a sidewalk in Georgetown, much less live there. And all the cutesy wealth is just tacky.
Besides, the Georgetown H&M has an abysmal selection of menswear, and thus the whole area is useless to me. ;)
Simply put, whenever you're running late to work, the Green Line is bound to do all in its power to make you later. Just remember that when choosing where to live.
Also, while walking through Georgetown to connect from the bus from work and the bus to school, I continually have the urge to encourage the proletariat to rebel and end the god-awfulness that is that section of this lovely city. I can barely afford to stand on a sidewalk in Georgetown, much less live there. And all the cutesy wealth is just tacky.
Besides, the Georgetown H&M has an abysmal selection of menswear, and thus the whole area is useless to me. ;)
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