Click on it. It gets bigger. And I feel that this is accurate, and is particularly accurate with people at train stations. Those people are like... the people that weren't smart enough to work in airports. They're all really bitchy. I mean, when you move across the aisle so you can have two seats width to attempt to fall asleep in, they yell at you because it confuses them. I mean, I can understand that the train makes multiple stops and that wakeup calls are necessary, but when I'm going to the end of the line, I really think that this rule can be bent, especially when I'm next to a fat trashy white guy with bad breath and worse B.O. I got yelled at for it a lot, and once the man actually shouted 'You can't expect me to adjust the entire train for you!' as if I was forcing everyone else to move and taking some sort of sick pleasure in doing it. Jerk.
Oh, he also shook me awake at two stations later on to 'check' if I was getting off. So he's either incredibly slow or just an asshole.
On a similar note, (things that bother me on the train) I now share Josh's hatred of teenage girls aged 13-16, because they don't stop GIGGLING. For like all seventeen hours of my Brisbane-Sydney train it was like a goddamn slumber party, talking about boys and who's gone how far with whom at a volume that would make Jesus look down and be all, like, 'I know I'm supposed to love everyone, but godDAMN!' and God would be like 'Now Jesus, we can't just go around damning people because they're irritating, loud and (if you believe their claims) incredibly slutty.'
Seriously. Things that Howard Stern would find offensive coming out of the mouth of someone who is still in a training bra.
That's all. I'm finished. Oh, Leah's fine, she's just staying a little ways outside the city (where? I don't know) and has been jet lagged. I apparently forget that my ability to overcome jet lag is quite good. I told you I should have been a professional athlete.
-P
6 comments:
hahaha, sweet jesus comment. good to hear you found leah. you should check out trains in tokyo, they're sweet. maybe a little crowded but sweet. people don't even use their cell phones on them (there's signs that tell you not to). so not all trains are bad!
and i'm active because i'm on the u of a track team now! wooooohoooo, i'm doing long jump. i just kind of fell into it, but i love it now, just like how i did track in high school.
keep blogging yo!
Hey, bud ... good to hear you and Leah hooked up. You going penguin hunting again? Planning your get-home party and wondering if I should rent the Conference Centre, Rexall or just have a simple ceremony in City Hall. Please advise. Anyway, work at enjoying your time remaining in Oz and we'll see you in a few days. lymy.
You don't think you may still be a tad spindly for pro-athlete-dom? And my favourite thing is the fact that it took TWO people to do that comic.
Your cousin needs to learn your/you'res. It's making the journalism nerd and inconsiderate prick in my cringe.
yeah, both games are up for grabs.
Sweet Jesus. Would you eat the moon if it was made of ribs?
maybe she meant my funny ... something ... you know, car ... or sense of humour ... that could have been it, right? And exactly why do you keep your inconsiderate, well you know, there? And what IS a cringe?
Okay enough on grammar. My boy's coming home. I'll buy the ribs.
p.s. check this out ...
http://www.youtube.com/profile?user=misterdeity
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