Thursday, April 26, 2007

Bloor Line, delayed for personal injury.

Caucasian male, mid 30s, with short brown hair, in blue dress pants and pink pressed shirt, top button open, suit jacket over his arm.

Blink, Malcolm Gladwell (Little, Brown)

Page 194:

Perhaps the most common--and the most important--forms of rapid cognition are the judgments we make and the impressions we form of other people. Every waking minute that we are in the presence of someone, we come up with a constant stream of predictions and inferences about what that person is thinking and feeling. When someone says, "I love you," we look into that person's eyes to judge his or her sincerity.

He lies on his back turned towards her slightly. She sits naked beside him running her thumb along his forearm and smiles.

"What?" he asks.

"Nothing," she replies, ducking her head lower to kiss his shoulder. She sits up again twisting her long hair into a ponytail, draping it over her shoulder and smiles.

He grins, his teeth peaking through loosened lips.

"What?" he asks again.

She leans back on the palms of her hands, extending her legs, feet rocking.


He rolls on his side, the awkward arm twisted over his shoulder and rubs her calf, dragging his lips over her ankle. He smiles.

"What?" she asks.

His laugh escapes.

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