I wasn't sure if the plane was going to be able to take off with the vast amount of fake boobs on board but we got to our 30,000 ft eventually.
It's funny how sometimes it's so easy to determine where that flight might be heading to just by the people in the departure lounge. The seats outside gate 74 at Newark were full of fake tanned, Juicy tracksuit and Ugg Boot wearing bottle blondes in need of a good meal and a good hairdresser. I'm not being bitchy, well maybe i am but it's true regardless. I'm not saying that everyone in LA looks like a washed up Barbie doll but there were plenty on my flight.
Along with the usual abundance of uber hot gay male models. Those i'm not complaining about. My only complaint is that i didn't have any sitting next to me so i couldn't perve over their perfectly honed bodies and pretend to fall asleep and rest my shoulder on their perfectly pressed Abercrombie t-shirts that smell like baby powder and model sweat. I had a lovely Asian couple instead who fed me sweeties.
I had planned on hanging with friends tonight but i'm tired. So i'm making the most of my hotel room by raiding the mini bar and drinking $8 bottles of Evian. I'm so rock n roll.
I went around the corner to my favorite LA Sushi place on Beverly Blvd called Hirozen but i was too early and it wasn't open. So instead of waiting, my impatience got the better of me and i tried somewhere else. A decision i know by tomorrow morning i will come to regret more than i do now. I won't even put a link to this Sushi Cafe place as it was that dire. $30 for grey looking sushi. Grey salmon, grey yellowtail, grey tune...Brrrr. Stupidly I had a couple of pieces because i was so hungry but i am already regretting my decision.
I'm at a couple of clients tomorrow, clients i like so hopefully it will be a good day. Flying to San Jose in the evening.
Miles Travelled: 2454
Currently Listening to: Cat Power - The Greatest
Currently Watching: Law & Order Re-runs.
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