hi, nuggets!

just wanted to say thanks again to everyone in los angeles, vancouver, and toronto who came to my shows in the past week

i had such a fun trip and am looking forward to returning home (although i will miss sleeping in real size beds once i'm back home in my twin bed with a mattress that feels like an x-ray pad)

i am sitting in the toronto airport (where i arrived about 3.5 hours before my flight), and my back hurts and i have to pee really bad, but i don't want to get up for fear of losing the outlet i am sitting next to on the floor (powering the very laptop that is bringing you this thrilling post)

farewell canada, and hope to see you again soon!

xojay

p.s. i think i lost about 5 lbs. on this trip -- i'd say that's progress. the best part of traveling (besides the queen- & king-sized beds) is definitely the weight loss. worst part? rental cars.

hi from vancouver!

eh?

fucking amazing perfectness

i know most of you have probably seen this by now, but if you haven't, you haven't lived.



and then, once you've watched the video above (you HAVE to watch that one first), this one is even better:

i love to complain

and there really is so much in this world to complain about.

but something popped into my head just now as i'm sitting here at my dayjob wishing i were dead, and i thought i would see if i am the only one plagued by this particular phenomenon.

why the fuck is it that EVERY single time i am on a flight...and it never fails, ever...i'm sitting there trying to relax and get used to the fact that i am trapped for hours in a tiny compartment that was designed specifically to cut off circulation in all 5 of my limbs, when all of a sudden an all-too-familiar tune filters its way through the general loud hum of the plane's engines and the gale-force outside winds.

supermarioland.

or whatever the gameboy version of super mario brothers was called.

some selfish little bitch kid with asshole parents is playing a gameboy with the music on as high as it will go. not only in public, but in an enclosed airplane. and i have to sit there for an entire flight being driven crazy by the annoying song and visualizing each level as the music changes, like its some sort of modern version of chinese water torture.

like -- where do these people come from? my parents would have MURDERED me if i were not wearing headphones while playing a video game on an airplane...or better yet, playing with the sound off.

it just truly shocks me. it shocks me that i am the only one who seems to be losing his mind over it. and that the flight attendants don't grab these gameboys and smash them on the overhead compartemnt lids. cuz that's what i feel like doing.

it's bad enough that we can't stuff paper in the screaming mouths of babies, but video game noise pollution -- THIS we can control. so why don't we?

like those people that think it's okay to choose a ringtone on the subway. DO YOU REALLY THINK THAT EVERYONE ELSE ON THE TRAIN WANTS TO SIT THROUGH EVERY SINGLE RINGTONE ON YOUR PHONE OVER AND OVER AND OVER?!

i know i should be used to it by now, but i guess i just can't get over how many people in this world are 100% self-oriented, and that no one has ever taught them otherwise.

p.s. i haven't slept in 5 days

bye!