I kept waiting for the Alchemist to do ... something, anything, emotionally, for me, because I had friends who were like "THIS IS THE BEST BOOK OF MY LIFE". I forced myself to finish it and then got mad I'd wasted the time on it, and immediately revised my opinions of my friends who'd recommended it, because apparently I'm judgey about book recommendations.
Tell me immediately what this is from so I can watch it on a loop.
What I like here is the fact that movie #1 was about, like, capitalism, and movie #2 appears to be Strictly Ballroom, Channing-style. I will see this movie the instant it opens and I will love it.
"I just got done with my perineum massage also, and came back to all these emails lol!"
Ali.
Ali.
I'm watching The Hollow Crown right now and in Richard II there are all these glorious moments of passionate, patriotic men being Profoundly Moved and kissing the Sand and Waves and Earth of England and the whole time I was watching it I was thinking "they are good at acting, because as silly as this is I'm kind of into it" while simultaneously thinking "CREAM CREAM STRAWBERRIES AND CREEEEEEAM EEEEEEENGLAAAAAAAND"
Framing this comment, putting it on my wall.
One time I got to fly business class NYC-Bangkok. It was the greatest thing that has ever happened to me in my entire life, and it was thanks to my otherwise uneventful and resolutely "it's okay" job, and I'm still reeling 3 years later. THE FOOD, Y'ALL. I had salmon and Perrier in the lounge, and then got on the plane and the attendant was like "orange juice or Dom Perignon?" and I was like "both, my good man, both" and there was a minibar AT MY SEAT with more juice and then it was like "I WILL have filet for dinner, yes please" and then there was a BAR in the back of the plane and little trays full of petits four and then you get to the Dubai lounge for your layover and it's just food food food as far as the eye could see and the whole week I was working in Bangkok I was having a great time but I was also SUPER STOKED for the 26-hour return journey because the FOOD and the BOOZE they just kept GIVING IT TO ME.
Needless to say, the experience has ruined air travel for me ever since. But otherwise yes money spent on food in transit is pretend money, which is how I spent $35 on a beer and a salad waiting for my Christmas flight home out of LaGuardia.
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