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Back on the easssssssssst coassssssssssst. Fuck was I thinking? I left because of this [cold] shit and the time I choose to come back, it’s hell. My layover was in Chicago which my roommate equated to bein “in the mouth of the beast.” Gotta love it. I don’t even know why…actually I do. Because a LA Christmas doesn’t compare. No snow (well, not the snow you can catch with your tongue…actually, that’s not a good example either lol), no holiday spirit, no nothing. It’s wack. I did it one year and won’t do it again. Hopefully when I fly home next year, I’ll magically choose a date that isn’t in the middle of Armageddon.