fat asses

Man, we are a fat ass city. Joe & I were waiting for the redline at 5:10, and we have to wait for a 2nd train b/c there’s no way anyone waiting on the platform is going to get on the train. I know it’s winter (so we’re all bundled up…, and it’s rush hour so of course it’s more jammed than normal, but there are service cuts coming in a couple weeks, and it’s only going to get worse. I’m usually all for public transit, but some things need to change.
First, the CTA could really stand to get rid of some of the seating in the trains or turn them so theyre only along the walls of the train car to free up some extra space.
Second, we are just plain fat. Before you start complaining about body images, blah blah blah, hear me out. and notice i said ‘we’ not ‘they/them’. Not a single person around me on the car we finally all packed outselves into was looking their best. And it wasn’t just the winter coats! Even without those coats… well, we’re just plain fat. so we need to walk a little more, bike, jog, bend over more often… maybe service cuts will force some people to do so. it may force me to walk the extra 6 blocks to the train instead of waiting for the bus at the end of my block. and since i’d be taking the blue line then, instead of the red, i’d have some extra walking to do at the other end since the blue puts me further from class. But, hell, I could sure use it. and when the weather gets better, i’ll do my best to bike whenever I can (except to work b/c i’ll now need a car for my new job). (hold me accountable, anyone?)

I do still love my cupcakes though! :) and Fox Fudge Freak Out ice cream. <3

(^-cutest things you’ve ever fucking seen?!?!?! i think so!!!)