My bus luck has returned

I have terrible bus luck. Normally just thinking that its time to leave the house is enough to make a bus drive past - irregardless of whether it's timetabled or not. This afternoon, my bus luck returned.

As I waited at corner of adelaide and george, the lights changed so that the 199 had to stop - and I crossed the road to wait for it. Brilliant.

Tonight Cameron and I had left over indian from Grand Taj. I've decided that the trip across brisbane is a small price to pay for such excellent indian.

In other earth shattering news, I found a newsagent in the mall that sells monthly tickets, and now don't have to worry about a bus ticket until March.