Warning: If you're not familar with NYC's metro system, you're not going to understand this entry.

Tonight gave me yet another reason to hate Roosevelt Island. It was 1:30am and as I was riding the F train back home....I find out after a few stops that it has turned into the V train and will no longer stop at my stop. Construction work they said...and for those who don't know, only the F train that goes to R.I. I am told to take the train I'm on to Queens Plaza and then take a bus to R.I. However, I find out that the bus I should take had stopped running at 12:10am. So yeah, I was stranded in some random part in Queens and it was past 2am. I barely had cash on me so cabbing it wasn't an option. How'd I get home? A stroke of luck and tears got a nice MTA patrol car to drive me home. I'm extremely grateful. My God, it took me about an hour and a half to get home..when it should've taken only 20 minutes.

I can't wait to get up for work tomorrow. I feel fantastic (said sarcastically of course).