...so here I am, registered for the conference. I almost freaked out about a room, and then I remembered--I can get a single. It was like a "duh" moment. I think people will appreciate my snoring behind glass. Heavy glass. Big, huge panes with double hung insulation. And the rooms look like something out of Architectural Digest. WITH window seats. For cheap.
So I have to share a bathroom. It's not like it isn't something I do all the time.
I guess all this forward momentum is building up on me. I just got a ticket. And it looks like all systems, "go".
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Where are you staying, in a Bed & Breakfast?
How many people do you have to share a bathroom with? (Men, too?!)
I can't wait for the dangling things you're going to bring back.
I would have to get a single too. I'm like the world's worst room mate. I snore, talk in my sleep, splash water all over the bathroom, fart a lot, um... I think the list is long enough already. We'll just call it good here.
I talk in my sleep too, Alice. Once when a friend and I went on a trip together, she woke me up because I was saying, "Wooooo, woooo," in my sleep and she was freaked out.
Also! There's this acne medicine I used to take that makes a person fart with no warning. I can't tell you how many times I was helplessly asleep and woke up because I'd farted.
And I bet those wonder "diet" pills that "burn fat away" are the same way. I bet they make you fart uncontrollably (and make your heart beat faster than it should if you're not actually working out).
Luckily for me I'm rooming with two other snorers who understand the concept.
I hope you get a great room. Squeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! *happy dance*
Cup is going to the conference. Cup is going to the conference.
lol--no, I'm staying in the Mosser. It's about twenty yards away, across the street. It's cheap 'cause of the bathroom thing. I guess it could be considered a bed and breakfast. It looks like one.
dangly things. I might need a cryovac container, lol. We don't want the blood getting all over the place. :)
speaking of farting--yeah, I'm full of hot air too. Nothing like rolling over and letting out the big one. I'm sure it freaked my last roomies out. And I drool. Must be old...
don't want them to be cleaning up drool.
and yeah--I think there'd be men in there too. (cheap. For cheap, I can deal with men waiting on the other side of the door. And the bed looks good enough to steal. Towels are so passe.)
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