Business Trippin': Red Eyed

We have our scrawny pillows and anemic blankets. I'm herded into coach like a commoner. My buddies from Cali are returning to their magical, mystical, la-la-licious lives. And I don't want to leave.

I don't want the cold. The snow. The angry people. The crowded subways. The jaded, business-y people.

The guy who was sitting in my seat erroneously was just upgraded to first class. While I remain in "Economy Plus" which is the same as economy, just with the word plus at the end of it.

I'm not normally this negative. But, goddammit, everytime I go to the West Coast, I want to return home less and less. I used to get that way when leaving NYC to return to my college in Allentown, PA. Four years later, I moved to NYC.

So maybe (hopefully) LA is in the cards.

Special thanks to my trip hosts: X (co-blogger), Becky, and JP. You made my briefest of jaunts wonderful, entertaining, and filled with hilarity. Enjoy the sun and I'll FED-EX you some snow to remind you of how lucky you are.

Okay, they're closing the doors down and will soon take my laptop and wireless away from me.

Well, New York, I miss you less and less each time... but I guess we'll need to start getting along again.

At least my apartment was painted in my absence.

xoJR