This flight really seems to be the death of me. Firstly the guy behind me is middle aged and lost his glasses and kept going nuts and ended up kicking my seat so many times for the first two hours that I kept slamming back on it.
I'm in the aisle seat. So the guy in the next aisle was having a wine with dinner (much like me, but I settled for French wine). The tool in front of him put the seat back and knocked his bottle over. It hit the floor and went everywhere. I had a white Hugo Boss bag! I feel like such a wino. To make it worse, my bag is/was white.
Also the games on this entertainment system suck balls. I also get gassy on planes and I can't fart -_-
There are some freaks on-board. The lady behind Alicia won't calm the fuck down. Bitch it's not like you'll fucking explode midway into a flight. Calm your cunt and sit there. And that dickward with you needs to STOP FUCKING WITH MY SEAT! I can't push it back too far because it, like your beauty, it must stop.
I also experienced the worst thing of my life. I went to the toilet to freshen up. So I got up and went, and out comes the sweetest looking most innocent young lady. Inside the toilet was the exact opposite. I think that the entire cabin could hear my screams. But seriously it's the weirdest thing to do. So far I've had dinner, two snack's and two breakfasts on my flights. Without too much effort we should be landing soon.
So we landed and now we're in the hotel room trying to nap and watch Glee dubbed into German. Now it's time for Maccas because it's down the road. Also I think they're just putting in a new tram on the road.
I only had 2 hours sleep in the last 48 hours or so. So I think it's okay to have an early one!
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