Monday, August 08, 2005
The plane was delayed over 3.5 hours. What the hell? Strangely enough, I'm not bothered too much about it... maybe 'cause a late plane ranks pretty low on "the worst things that have happened to me" list.
LA was hot and stinky. I'm still 99% sure that I'd never want to live there, but seeing friends was nice.
Now that I'm back in Seattle, it's back to work. Two days left...
dang that sucks. After all that rushing, we could've eaten at the Hawaiian place after all.Post a Comment
and... there's a 1% chance you'd live in LA?!?! :)