Today's crappy commute is brought to you by the fact that can't seem to get my head out of my ass. I drove to the crappy parking lot where I got a crappy parking spot and waited 15 minutes for the crappy bus, only to realize that I had left my wallet at home. So I drove home, got the wallet, drove back, got an even crappier spot, and waited 25 minutes for a bus.

By the way, if there's a wind chill factor to estimate how cold it feels, there should be some kind of factor for estimating how time feels. If it's 7 degrees and I'm standing on a bus platform for 25 minutes, it feels like I waited 40 minutes. Or something like that. I was never very good at math.