the chemtrail of success

so, mentally, i’m gearing up for the plane thing again. HOW’M I EVER GONNA BE A JETSETTAH?? it always ages me like a week to fly a day. and there’s no time to catch up this time. i actually have to be at the mtv studios the same day i fly. and my plane leaves at six am! so…i’ll be up super early, then i’ll have a valium sandwich with OJ and coffee, fly all day, rush from the airport, get to the hotel, head to the joint. at least its only like four blocks away. man. good thing i can walk in my sleep. good thing i can settle into my new york head in about one second flat, and it happens the moment i see the lay of the land below me. ugh. there’s that feeling in my gut again. yay. gotta say, i don’t really like looking at nyc’s topography much since things were…rearranged. the whole sight just makes me feel like sniffin some thrax.


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