so I am giving up (for now) on my bookclub book for the month, Red Rover. It came highly recommended. But its dragging & I'm off track & want to be reading things of enjoyment. I want to find myself coming up with excuses to go and read. like taking a warm bath. or going to bed early. I don't want to force it. I don't want to go to bed early to actually fall asleep. So, I grabbed The Almost Moon and threw it into my suitcase before I left for Heather's house. Just in case I finished my book while I was there & needed the nexty. The night before I left, I got a little fed up with "reddy" & switched them out. Found myself sucked in right away.
Well, last night, on the airplane (home, sadly) this man was reading over my shoulder, I realized. I realized it when I caught him laughing at the very same time I was laughing. When I looked at him, he got embarrassed. The thing that was making me laugh - was a totally inappropriate sex scene, too. That man was dirty! I mean, its one thing to read smut on your own, but to mooch off of someone elses? come on! get a life!
all of my life, i've hated people on airplanes. this trip - both flights totally amplified my feelings for the retardation of people on an airplane. People - its shared space. We don't want to smell your stinky feet - leave your shoes on. We don't care to hear your lame ass ramblings about how excited you are to go to Costa Rica. On the flight out - I had to work hard to keep from committing a hate crime. This lady was a fake-n-baker so bad. She literally smelled like she'd come straight from a tanning bed. She wasn't tan, either. She was bright orange. This is coming from someone who doesn't think she's better than tanning, either. I do fake-n-bake. I'm not proud of it, but I'd rather not look like a ghost. This lady was loud & obnoxious. And stinky. And if i had to hear her talking for another hour, i probably would be in jail right now.
Then last night - this old stinky lady, who didn't understand english very well, so she yelled, was across the aisle from me. bless her for traveling alone. but she had stinky feet & when she took off her shoes, it made my eyes water. Then, she proceeded to turn herself and basically face me. And she fell asleep & snored so loud! I was getting breathed on people. I finally turned and tried to stare her into consciousness. The man behind me started laughing - but since he wasn't reading over my shoulder, I didn't mind. He got the situation and found humor in me. Him, I didn't want to hurt. so much.
My advice to people on an airplane. Keep to yourself. Be polite, but we're not best friends. We'll hopefully never see each other again. But smile, for the love of pete - its Christmas! OH & keep your damn shoes on. Don't snore or at least, use a breathe mint!