new york was pretty off the chain–or whatever those fucking kids from the O.C. say these days. I feel really hung over right now, which is weird bc I barely drank last night. I think its 5 days worth of zero sleep and partying until 5am, and eating a gazillion hot dogs finally catching up to me.
God it was so fucking worth it though. Even the part where I had to endure 6 hours of smelling ranch dressing on an airtight airplane while feeling like Im about to toss my cookies.
So much to say. It’s going to take a lot of work hours to write this all out tomorrow.
sigh. I fucking miss new york. never thought I’d say that.
I’m exhausted but Im not. This time, in nyc, we’d be hitting our second wind.
