A trip to pitch in St Louis today at 3PM. A quick trip. Awesome. Couldn't find a flight back same day. Gotta return tomorrow. Shit. Packing was easy. Only needed return flight clothes. Cool. Still have to carry the travel bag. Bahh.
Woke up at 4AM to make a 6AM flight. Painful. Not a car on the road on the way to the airport. Awesome. Flight delayed- connecting flight in jeopardy. FML. Pilot floored it. Made the connector. Sweet! Got a last minute first class upgrade. Ballin'.
Wrote this post 2 hours ago. Bad internet. Couldn’t post it. Flight is arriving early. Badass! It’s been an exceptionally turbulent ride. Gonna hurl, Bro!
Landing at 1:30 with an hour drive to the meeting. Rental waiting. Should be able to get in and out no problem and make the meeting on time. Eazy! Then an hour drive back to the hotel. Fuck!
The pitch will clearly go only one way or the opposite other. Sort of hoping for a flat tire on the way as deal insurance.
The VoyAir part? This dude and the lady with the Louis Vuitton portfolio filled with financial statements across the aisle. I think she digs me, or finds me repulsive. Definitley one or the other.
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