Proper Public Transportation Conduct. Something which I have lacked over the past couple of days. No, I wasn’t making out in front of others on the T. Nor was I passing out and drooling all over myself. I was simply laughing at my current piece of literature that I am reading, “Are You There Vodka? It’s Me, Chelsea.” Yes, when I say “literature” I mean writing that is pure genius. While it may not seem like laughing on public transportation is disorderly, I have truly been defining the cool phrase “LOL.” People roll their eyes, stand up and walk away or turn their music up louder - but I just continue to laugh. But please, if these people were also reading about Chelsea’s first time in a women’s prison, spending a day with her father in his yellow sweatpants or her creation of the term “camel balls” - then I am certain that they would be laughing along with me. Maybe even crying.