So my first experience with the Long Beach Airport was laughable. Yes, it's just "Long Beach Airport," there's no "International" anywhere in there. Trust me, I looked. As you can see, the main terminal resembles a cross pollination of a navy ship and high schools I played water polo in throughout Orange County.

This was where I deigned to have sushi at 10:00 a.m. (I was hungry and it was that or muffins that look like they'd been previously fondled.) However, I didn't feel so bad because two plastic looking women were enjoying a nice glass of Chardonnay at about this time. The things that really killed me about this airport are:

a) They play Rod Stewart over the crackly intercom like it's going out of style

b) I can see my plane...but for some reason, I can't board it for two more hours

c) The parking structure is so small there is no rhyme or reason...no level names, no lot numbers. Just "hey I think I parked on level 2 about 5 days ago...let's trudge over to that spot and see."

But it really was worth flying out of this piss ant airport to fly jetBlue. Seriously, that airline is so much more superior to others. Me being the map dork I am, I forgo ed much-needed sleep in favor of watching the live Google Map on the back of my seat. We're over Denver! Now we're over Iowa! Chicago! Detroit! I took pictures to document this monumental occasion of flying 30,000 feet above areas that are flat and have nothing to show for themselves at that elevation. Sorry - great cities! Just not from a bird's eye view.

I am currently in New York and will be back in the OC for Halloween. Hopefully they'll be some carving of pumpkins and lazing on the sofa tomorrow. However, I will miss the hustle bustle of New York. My shoulders will not though...40 pound laptop bag + subway rides = I need a chiropractor.

I am not going to lie. I am anxiously awaiting with baited breath the premiere of "Gossip Girl" on the CW tonight at 9:00 p.m. Yes, this from the girl who can't commit to more than one show per week or she overwhelms her DVR queue.


I am sad to say I was reminded of the show via the handy dandy Myspace.com run-of-site ad the CW placed today (gently reminding me "You're nobody until you're talked about." Thanks!)



See!! Even though I am turning 25 soon I can still be captured via advertising to the 18 to 24-year-old market!! (You can sense my impending doom of entering the next demographic age bracket.)

But I seriously really loved Blake Lively in "The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants" and hope she'll do a good job as a New York high socialite.

Hallelujah! Sex and the City started filming in New York today!

Here are some of the first pictures of the flick...try as I might, I couldn't see if Carrie is sporting a blingy rock. I don't know about you, but I am not feeling that Eiffel Tower bag she's carrying that is obstructing my view of her ring finger. At least make it a cute bag.

MTV is saying these are the first photos...but INF seems to have beat them to the chase.

Apparently the release date for the movie is May 30, 2008. Well, I know what we're doing for Suzie's birthday now!