July 13, 2007 // 23:41
reading: Black Hawk Down by Mark Bowden
the only consolation for this trip- which includes wandering around company campuses by myself, getting locked out of my hotel room, having the plane's hydraulic system fail, being delayed for two and a half hours, falling asleep in the middle of the day while I am supposed to be doing work, having dinner with folks I don't know too well and thereby making it awkward, and being cooped up in this hotel room that is literally larger than my apartment except cold, quiet, empty, and lonely as all hell- is doing a midnight run with my boss in the cherry red 2008 Ford Mustang that the rental car agency gave me.
however, it is little consolation that I have this amazing opportunity to be a badass and cruise with a sweetass car, and nobody to cruise with.
