Friday, November 26, 2010
I think I might finally be coming around, and it sheds some light on why I hated it before. As with these opinion changes usually, I don't think I was wrong before. I think I hated the Godfather because it makes no sense. Everyone says something in a low mumbly voice, but they really mean something completely different. The only way to know what's going on is to know already what's going on. Hence, one's reaction might change after the 49th viewing.
Thursday, November 25, 2010
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Friday, November 19, 2010
Airplane Etiquette
Airplane etiquette:
Armrest priority goes
to the middle seat.
I was feeling cold and crowded as the woman next to me took the armrest and had her vent on too high. I was giving her the mental stink eye when at the end of the flight she turned to me and said, "You're hair is beautiful."
I was looking like hell today and I barely even combed my hair. I felt like such a mean-spirited jackass.
Armrest priority goes
to the middle seat.
I was feeling cold and crowded as the woman next to me took the armrest and had her vent on too high. I was giving her the mental stink eye when at the end of the flight she turned to me and said, "You're hair is beautiful."
I was looking like hell today and I barely even combed my hair. I felt like such a mean-spirited jackass.
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