Wow, I forgot how much traffic sucks driving back from downtown Dallas. It's at least as bad as playing spin the bottle and it land on a relative. Mileage wise, it's only 4 miles further from downtown Dallas to my house than it is from my house to the northern suburb that houses the office I work in, but it took me over an hour to get home tonight vs. the usual 35-40 minutes.
Tomorrow, I'm going to ride the train and see if it's better. The closest station to the federal building downtown is like a half-mile away (through a vast sea of homeless fuckwads). If I can run the hobo gauntlet without getting my glasses squeegeed, I may just take the train for the rest of my detail.
I was told this was going to last until Friday when I volunteered, but they are still sorting out how badly Katrina fucked up the Gulf region and they are now anticipating that it might be for AT LEAST two weeks.
If it is going to be for two or more weeks, it wouldn't suck TOO bad because there is allegedly a decent gym (that's free, teehee) somewhere in the building that I'm going to try to find. That would rock.
Jokes, sarcasm, and vulgar comments to follow tomorrow.