Oh Ontario, you polar vortex you. Won’t miss ya.
On my way YYZ to LAX the flight gods have me my wish. Emergency exit! Cray responsibility and all.
Ugh. Shit ass beer at LAX. I’m committed to sleeping on the next flight.
Thanks to Youssef’s suggestions I have like …. 15 hours of music, which should get me there… I hope.
I’ve always wanted to pay $8 for hydration.
Damn you Pearson for your lame pricing.
So, I put the last half of my bowich in my pocket because I was still eating when the cab arrived.
Now my passports and boarding passes are covered in sandwich.