its 2 am and 7 pm all at the same time

got so cranky on the plane which is a shame because i love flying. a lot. the guy in the aisle seat ate my dinner and i was kind of bitter. but then we watched annie hall and the big lebowsky together, and made our peace. but THEN i fell asleep and woke up to go to the bathroom and couldn't stir the guy in the aisle seat. and then there was the part where i woke up in a cold sweat and had to put my head between my knees which actually really helped in a weird sort of way and the guy in the aisle seat moved all of his stuff so i could sit indian style like a child.

and then we drank orange juice in the morning and he couldn't believe i spoke english.
what a brilliant father figure.






camera tomorrow, i promise.