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Happy Valentine's Day, guys! I was going to make you a card, but it turned out a little too weird, even for me. But I love you all anyway, for listening to me whine all the time lately. And also because you're awesome.

The CTA gave me a flower tonight. I'm wondering if it was reparations, or just the CTA being its usual weird self. (Okay, so it was a random guy with a bag of flowers, who gave them to the two ladies sitting above me, and then felt like he should give one to me too because he'd set the flowers on the seat next to me. I dunno. It was really pretty strange, because he was mostly trying to sweet-talk this woman in strange heels that was wearing an incredible (and elaborate) amount of makeup. This sort of thing is pretty much exactly why I can't take life seriously, and holding the rose there on the bus while the guy next to me kind of tried to hide his smile at my embarrassment, I started to wonder if it was kind of a token of my link to some kind of Chicago-style Neverwhere. Because that would totally explain the strange compulsion the transient-types here have to interact with me.)