Love of Flying
Hey.
On my flight this afternoon from Minneapolis to Cincinnati, the man sitting one row ahead of me on the opposite side of the aisle fell asleep on his own jowls. He was a fairly rotund man, but even so, his jowls were disproportionately large. I watched him prepare for sleep by kinda burrowing his chin down a little bit until roll after roll of skin folded out from under his neck and collapsed, landing on his shoulder. Comfortably supported from being nestled in his flabs, his head was cushioned and upright. He fell asleep almost instantly.
That man knows how to live.
Happy Spring Break '08 everyone.
thank god someone posted. On the plus side it took me three and a half hours at work before I had to look at this out of boredom. siiiiiick.
ReplyDeletethat's a pretty long time actually. i'm impressed.
ReplyDeleteI'm bored. There's nothing for me to do. It's just past midnight here, and I'm playing Chronotrigger wishing I had a life.
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ReplyDeleteWHY does it do that with the deletes? it was me. anne, i feel weird not working in nfield right now. colin, the person next to me on the flight to california didn't show up so i got an aisle seat for FREE. alex, did i just spell california wrong? it looks wrong.
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ReplyDeleteLEAH. WHAT ARE YOU HIDING?
ReplyDeleteTHE BIGGEST SECRET OF ALLLLLLLLLLLLLLL.
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