at the airport. waiting. without feathers

You have to trust me on this one. That man up there is funny as hell.

I bought Without Feathers for 5 pesos at a book sale in the mall. What a joke.

Now, I'm in an airport, nodding my head and even sometimes laughing out loud. Woody Allen requires more than a smile or a giggle. He demands a whole-hearted, gaping, laughing mouth. You should read this book in private lest everyone will have an idea of what your tonsils look like. Its a bible against boredom.

I'll be in Manila for FOUR HOURS, just waiting and probably blowing off money on pricey airport food. Spare a few second of silence. Pray for my sanity. Everyone knows how much I hate just being stagnant.