Disgusto-rama

Today I saw a man get off the tube and he had a roach on his back. I swear it wasn't my imagination - a number of people on the car were smirking and pointing as he got off. This is pretty much my own personal version of hell.

A number of disgusting incidents have presented themselves over the last week the details of which will only be revealed in person and a minimum of 90 days after they have occurred and I am ready to laugh at them.

I am soooo ready to get back to bright, shiny Seattle!