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Ennui — A. @ 2:45 am

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Traveler ennui.

Well, I just got to New York this morning. Well… time is a bit mangled for me right now. It’s 6 a.m. here, but my body still thinks that it’s three hours prior. I’m going to try and stay awake today to get myself onto the new cycle.

The trip was really fun, and not stressful at all. When you have ultimate entertainment at your fingertips (TV on my iPod, the Internet and everyone I know on my phone) where you are just sort of melts away.

I was on the overnight flight. I watched some Deep Space Nine and listened to some Goldfrapp. The flight ended up being four hours and 40 minutes, but the travel experience was an all-day endeavor. I was really sick of my grandma and Orrin, so I had them drop me off at the airport about one. My first flight didn’t leave until almost 5, but I hung out and talked to Brian on the phone.

I’m hanging out in the basement at my East Coast grandma’s, which I normally do. It’s the only place for any privacy. I spent so much time in this basement in the middle of the night that my body just thinks that it has to be here since it’s dark. However, instead of watching horrible midnight TV, I have shows of my own choosing, my computer and the Internet. I feel like as I grow up and gain experience points I am able to manifest greater levels of technology around me.

I guess I look a bit strange right now, talking at the television. I’m going to have to reassure everyone that I’m not schizophrenic. However, I don’t think that schizophrenics specify punctuation aloud at the end of each sentence.

It’s been a very hot here… almost Sacramento weather. However, than big difference is that there’s an ocean here that you can swim in when it’s hot. I’m not sure what we are doing today, the only thing that I have really wanted to do is to go to the Museum of Modern Art. And possibly to go to the Guggenheim again. Mostly, I just want to wander around Manhattan and soak it all up.

When we were landing, it was the most incredible panorama. The sun was just rising since it was an overnight flight and I could see all of Manhattan with the sun behind it. I could see the Statue of Liberty and all the big factories and docks stretching off into the distance. It was very beautiful. I would have taken a picture except for that they make you turn off all of your electronics before you land.

Flying over LA was really surreal as well. I flew over the 405 Freeway, which is sort of the nexus of a bunch of personal mythologies I have (it’s referenced in The Doom Generation). And then as I was walking in between terminals I saw that big thing that is in the middle of the airport that I had only seen in movies previous (it is featured in the shot at the beginning of Mulholland Drive.

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The big UFO-looking thing at LAX.

Anyway, the whole experience was really cool and it was cathartic to be a traveler. I guess I always have this fantasy of being some kind of international businessman in the pre-AIDS era. That and I had totally forgotten what a sardine can most airplanes are. The person in the seat next to me on the long-haul flight was this like five-year-old girl and she was like crawling all over me in her sleep. I wanted to punch her obese mother, but I was too tired to think at that point.

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What happens when you run info displays from PCs.

It was really awesome to see my mom again. She was so excited when she saw me, she screamed and at me across the terminal, it was cute. I don’t even know what we did yesterday, although I do know that I arrived in the morning. Hmm…I think we went grocery shopping at this strange ShopRite where my mom told me like 10 people had gotten run over. There was this huge tank full of lobsters and crabs. It was so scary.

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Battle to the death, crustacean style.

I think of that of all the things in the world I am most scared of crustaceans. They are totally space aliens, and as I always say, crabs are the kind of creature that you burn and hope to god they don’t come back to your planet.

Well, that’s all I can think of at the moment. Just a reminder: New York is three hours ahead, so I will probably not be online at 3 a.m., because that would mean it is 6 a.m. here. Also, I miss everyone terribly!

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