Fly down to LaX. Got some food at the Miyo Teriyaki place.
Advise: Never get the sushi. They said it’s
special, it is not. Frozen, lots of rice, and just a fucked up experience.
Met a woman. She shared a story of a drunkard friend who lived where I live. His liver was destroyed, and the guy is now living inside a hospital. Her ticket to get up there was bought by the guy’s family member.
Swapped seatbelt with an old man sitting on the left. He was working on a financial partner firm. He was drafting his business deliverable and the company’s logo.
Setup the TV to stream youtube content. Had some fun stuff about wholefood’s overpriced items and sex education.