Position tracker

For the stalkers in the audience, I’m now in a college town in Colorado. The primary purpose of this trip is toward this conference or something, but you’d never know given how unprepared I am. The hotel is cheesy—with its crap “decor,” the weird smells in my room (ugh) and all its gaudy colours—and it sucks even more because the Internet connection here is beyond flaky. I’ve been forced to walk around for a while (ick) to find a signal strong enough so I can post this.

This part of Colorado is very different from another part of the state I’d been to earlier, and overall, it all seems very subdued and bleh. Totally underwhelming. The mountains aren’t really impressive, the colours aren’t really vivid, the … or maybe I just like to bitch. Now, I must leave, to go work on things toward talks, and then, on the talks themselves; to prevent making too much of a fool of myself. A little bit of a fool of myself is OK. A lot is not.

I miss my bed, with Crayola on it.

Update: Oh my gosh, perhaps I bitched too soon. I just stepped out of the shower, and that delectable shower-head just about made up for every other crappy thing about this place. Oh goodness, imagine the time I’d have had if only I possessed compatible anatomy.

Women get to have all the fun.

4 thoughts on “Position tracker”

  1. I enjoy them both, actually, but I’m more prone to taking showers.
    There are times, as I’m certain you’ve figured out, when the shower is much more fun, though. That’s all I’m sayin’.
    :)

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