Hm, I must be a freak then, because I really couldn't give the dying squeaky little murine fart from a diseased sewer rat's chocolate starfish about trains. They are just a means to get from one place to another as far as I've always been concerned, and on the one hand I hate being on them because they are full of the grimy unwashed masses, and at worst, host to an infestation of gobby little pikey oiks who ideally would have been thrown out of the window of the transportation in question, or on football match days, bloody lager louts chanting shite about what is as far as I am concerned, more shite. Bunch of pissed up loud sweaty little arse'oles, and on the other, well, it means I could just take the tram, rather than having to walk from one end of the city to the other when I was dating the younger of the two former fiancees when I was going to see her, rather than the other way around or whenever we decided to meet in the middle. Walking it would have been a LONG fucking walk, right across the city, although for her, I'd have done it in the absence of better options (for transportation that is, obviously there isn't any better an option than the lady in question, foxy little stick of dynamite that she was, shit, I haven't ever even set eyes on anybody before, or since, who was just that damn gorgeous, bar perhaps one ex gf of mine, and kassiane S/rettdevil. They at least approach that ex fiancee of mine in terms of drop dead sexy, But I don't reckon I'll ever live to see the day when someone walks the earth who could out-fox my ex fiancee. Don't reckon it's actually possible to FIT that much hot into a single package without the individual spontaneously vaporizing themselves as if they were an experiment involving a weighable and visible quantity of astatine 210, if the latter were something one could actually produce, given the radioactivity of 210At. )
Certainly a girl I'd have walked across the city and into another for, even if I had to start walking days in advance, and for it to hurt like the mother of all fuck, at least until such time as I'd be in her arms again (she had a trait about her, that..well...it just wasn't possible to feel anything but good around her, could be as miserable as misery gets, meet up with her, and it'd all just evaporate the moment I'd hear her speak a single word. She was to anything other than completely ecstatic as a garlic-infused holy water enema is to a vampire. Finest human being ever to walk the earth in every sense of the term)
Right now....really, really REALLY fucked off. Pigs turning up at the house, because I had to call emergency services (medical, not porcine variety), and fucking searching the place both without a warrant, and after having specifically and explicitly told 'you, the police, are to understand that you are hereby explicitly denied permission to be on or in these premises and you may not enter any building within these premises without a warrant' (which of course they hadn't even the ghost of a cause for 'because we decided to turn up with the paramedics' (and no, they have no good reason for that either, I've never mistreated medics in any way. Disagreeing with opinions, and offering alternative viewpoints is the gravest and most extreme thing I've ever subjected any paramedic to, and I don't mean in a hostile way, just, well, having another view on something, so it isn't like there is any 'history' that justifies pigs turning up.
And fucking searching the place on the base of from what I can tell, basically browbeating my old man into caving in with the threat of getting a warrant, and searching the place.
Absolutely disgusted. And when told immediately and explicitly that permission to either enter or remain on the grounds of the premises is denied absolutely, that the pigs were subject to this, told to their faces, whilst the paramedics were of course, free to enter as they desire.
And the search was on basically no grounds other than fishing to see if they could find something they could use as an excuse to justify having searched ex-post-facto. I'm going to be putting in an official complaint about this, no fucking way I'm standing for that crap. And not even the ghost of probable cause, 'just because we are pigs and we feel like it' isn't good enough. Shit, they have used the same excuse multiple times, to the extent that they bloody well KNOW they are not going to find what they SAY they are looking for, because it isn't there.
You seem to be lost in your own thoughts.