A week ago, it was requested by a collegue in San Francisco that I fly out for a two day meeting for a vendor implementation. I have no time for this, but I am addicted to being asked for help. I always say yes. Especially, when its San Francisco.
After this weekend, I was dreading this trip. I just felt like I was dealing with too much, but weirdly, the minute I was driving to the airport. I felt like a huge weight was being lifted from my shoulders. While waiting for the plane, I started calling old friends who had been checking in with me, I bought a nurtritious dinner of sour patch kids and a watch-a-ma-callit, and I opened a good book.
Seriously, I've been in San Francisco a little over a day, and I've seen nothing of the city except the inside of a hotel room and a clients conference room, but I feel like I'm in a fantastic place. I guess I needed to fly away.
Right now my sleep cycle in very off kilter. So, I'm awake and looking up videos on youtube. How old am I?
So, during my youtube journey, I found this. Makes me smile. Arcade Fire and Showbiz pizza. Magical!
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That's creepy good. Better than I thought it might be. It helps that it's a great first (and in general) track.
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