My flight was delayed an hour yesterday because of the snow in Toronto but I did make it to San Francisco. Most of the wait was for our crew to come and then we had to be de-iced. I have never been a plane that was de-iced before. It was kind of neat. A sort if fire engine truck came out (it was named elephant B) and sprayed the plane down, it was like being in a giant carwash. The flight itself was okay; there wasn’t really enough entertainment. The movie was Billy Elliot and then they played a whole bunch of these little film clips that sucked so I found myself in this weird place between being awake and being asleep.



So now I am just working in the office and am in between meetings. Tonight should be good, I am going to party it up in San Francisco. I also can't seem to escape the song E.I by Nelly. I have heard it on the plane, radio, bars and gym.