babble
Saturday, December 27, 2003
She sought cracked pleasures:
I am in Phoenix right now. I just got back from Tucson. I would just like to ask you, my faithful readers, who stuck with me through hiatus and bad writing, to take preemptive action the next time that I mention spending more than two consecutive days in this godforsaken hellhole of a state and shoot me right between the eyes. Thanks.
Actually, now that I am sitting in my lovely suite at my favorite Wyndham hotel, safely back in the warm, comforting arms of my beloved intarweb, I feel a little better. You see, in Tucson I had to put up with another hotel chain which shall remain nameless because my grandmother was paying for it, and though they promised free DSL in the room, it was down for the last 14 or so hours that we were staying there, which meant I had to sit in the hotel room with my mother and her husband and listen to them have conversations about ABSOLUTELY NOTHING for over two and a half hours with no fucking blissful internet distractions. At one point, I was starting to miss penis enlargement spam. That was the point when I realized I needed to consume several glasses of club soda liberally soaked in vodka, which enabled me to tune out the horror that was the conversation about nothing.
Fortunately, this morning I was able to make a daring escape from Tucson with my grandmother in tow, and am now back in Phoenix. I'm going to hang out with some friends tonight, probably, though I think there's at least a 60% chance that one of us will cancel. At this point, I'd just rather curl up in my suite with my laptop, crack open a beer, and wish I was at home in my own bed.
babbled by Kat @ 2:47:00 PM |
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