Tuesday, March 7, 2006 - 5:08 p.m.

I had to wait for another train because the car I first chose seemed to be the car everyone chose. His car filled up and I would have had to stand by the door, even though the other cars were not full.

In the station was this man staring at me whose facial features matched Flavor Flav's. He had the same coloring and eyes as well.

I stood for a while until Fullerton where I was able to sit down. Sitting in front of me in the parallel seats were what I would guess to be two classical music grad students. Here are some of the quotes from their conversation:

• "The scenery during the performance was getting in the way of the singer projecting her voice to the audience"
• "I wrote that piece in A-minor. I am doing a lot in A-Minor these days."
• "I am really excited for next season for Solomon."
• "You might have to bring it down a key for the congregation."
• "Is there a song for me? Hope it isn't too high"
• "I am going to see the symphony" "oh, is there a chorale piece to it?"
• "Patrick and I really have to get tickets for that" (I only assume Patrick is his boyfriend and probably does not really want to get tickets for whatever that is).