i don't know whether i should be glad or grumpy for getting used to my dreadfully long travel time going home. the latter is more tempting, i should say. i've been into this routine for almost three years now. i clock out at 6pm and i would usually get home at around quarter to 8, traffic time included.

• 15 minutes from Fontana to Main Gate, Balibago.
  
• 15 minutes from Main Gate to Dau (with moderate traffic jam)
• 5-10 minutes waiting time at the jeepney stop
• 40 minutes from Dau to Capas
• 5 minutes waiting time at the tricycle terminal (dang!)
• 5 minutes from terminal to house

but i am not complaining. at least when i'm not being neurotic and suffering from attack of the blues which makes me suddenly bitter about everything all over. the jeepney ride could be something to look forward to at times when there are funny, funny characters on board. human behavior is one of the finest forms of amusement, donchathink? i'll blab more about this some other time. i need to a dose of inspiration first. hopefully i get some later, but no weirdos and nasty old perverts please. they exist, really. and i always get to sit next to them. oh lucky me.

i'm clocking out now. yay!