We're tripalicious right now. Heard that the flight numbers correspond to Sept 11th, 12th, 13th and 14th (add the flight numbers up)...and that scary coincidence is....scary. Sam is working the phones, he wants to leave ASAP. Told Victor to get the hell out of LA and go shack up with James in Irvine. My cigarette sabatical may have to wait because in times of need, nicotine is the answer. I was in line earlier and it was like twenty deep of people trying to get cigarettes.



Something about the night time just makes everything worse.