waking up a few moments before my flight was very intense. rushing out the door into a delancey car and just making my flight was pretty fresh. don't think i recall much of my morning besides running into ace and erin wasson on the plane. all of us looking and feeling the same. they are the lucky humans who get to ride in the front of the plane; where they serve champagne and cookies. i on the other hand had to roll to the back and get kicked by a kid every 47 minutes.