angelchicken | Yes, that is the most appalling thing you could have said.

I figured something out on my way to the train this morning.

There is a woman I ride the train with. Actually, I ride with two women and a man. Like a clique. Whee! But beside the point.

The point is this woman. Lets call her BabyBitch. BB for short. I may have mentioned her name in LJ before, but I like BB, so I'm sticking with that. BB is friends with Joanna, who I love, and that is how she became part of the group. Which is fine.

But BB is passive aggressive and bitchy, and she speaks in baby talk all the freaking time, two huge crimes against humanity (but only when she does it. Most other people I don't mind. Again, beside the point). She will say something nasty and then smile or laugh, like she was joking, but the nastiness is still out there.

Last week, I had a really horrible nightmare. The worst I can remember in years and it left me really shaken. I shared it with her (I saw her in the coffee shop) and she was okay about it, but later, while waiting for, and then while on the train, she made these terrible jokes about it, all with a smile. Joanna was kind of defending me, and Matt didn't know about the dream, but I ended up not sharing it with anyone else because I didn't think it was funy at. all. And it really, really bothered me.

Christ. How would she like it if I started making jokes about her being 48 and alone (something I know is a sore spot with her). I can deal with jokes about my age (I am younger than all of them by at least 17 years) especially since I never make them. Well, never make them first. Only in response (I have to defend myself).

I she jealous of me? Does she not want to share Joanna? Is she just bitter and bitchy by nature? Does she have some sort of mental disability that prevents her from speaking like a normal human being half of the time?

I just don't know.

So I have decided to not tell her anything ever again. She is pretty much impossible to avoid without changing where I sit on the train (which I don't want to do) so I will just shield myself against her. No Ammo for BB. So there.

This morning is really, really quiet. And I am freaking bored. Bored, bored, bored. Of course, it may become insane after lunch, which often happens.

I think I will go out for a bit at lunch and see if the "National Fire Prevention Week" set-up outside is giving away free stuff. Or if the hot firemen from the calender are strutting around half naked. Mmmmmm, naked firemen.

Also? I'm broke. Again.

And, I'm sorry, but I have to say it, there is no new Buffy tonight. And there probably would be if there was a season 8. And I still wake up thinking "It's tuesday! Buffy's On!" But no. And "Angel" just isn't the same. *sigh*