INSOMNIA SUCKS A BIG ONE!
Death by mini bar. There is no way this is going to end well. I’m still burping up the toasted nuts from dinner. Thank you, oh Luggage Gods, for delivering my bag after midnight and waking me up. Yes, while I don’t have to wear yesterday’s clothes today, and I can actually change out my contacts, you suck for waking my ass up.
Those who asked if I take post-it notes into liquor stores…NO. However, I’ve been known to take Sharpies into the ladies room from time to time. Some other clever person came up with those signs for wine. I still laugh at myself when I think of the time I ordered a shot of vodka and the barkeep asked, “Absolut?” and I responded “Absolut-ly!”
Gotta love hotel scales that take ten pounds off your weight. While I enjoyed the “weight loss,” I am wondering if the legitimate five pounds I’m missing is kosher.
I could use a dill pickle right now.