I even like the bleachy sheet smell. I love it about my gym (the block smells of it) and there's a gym on my walk to the office that manages to waft eau-de-industrial-laundry.
Not sure why it appeals so much. I can't possibly be that lazy.
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I even like the bleachy sheet smell. I love it about my gym (the block smells of it) and there's a gym on my walk to the office that manages to waft eau-de-industrial-laundry.
Not sure why it appeals so much. I can't possibly be that lazy.
Hi Kristin! Miss you.Miss you too, love. I'm leaving school to pick Joe up at the airport soon. These two things are not connected.
One thing I do like about hotel rooms is clean sheets every day.
Yeah. You know those signs they leave about in hotels, saying, "Help save the environment by not having us wash your sheets every day"? Fuck that. Clean sheets every day are an intrinsic part of the hotel experience, dammit!
I've never gotten tired of looking out an airplane window or seeing new places. It's the airports and the utter sameness of many hotel rooms that get to me now.
I think I've watched too much CSI. Hotel beds skeeve me. Even nice ones.
Fuck that. Clean sheets every day are an intrinsic part of the hotel experience, dammit!
and towels! I deliberately drop them on the floor.
For me I like the out of town aspect of travel, but what wears me out is that it's away from home. I love seeing new places and even revisiting places. Thing is I miss seeing my friends at home and seeing Kristin, and the cats, and all of those things. It's a tough balance. Right now my career seems to be putting me on a plane a lot. It certainly translates into higher paychecks, but right now I'm just worn out.
When I'm traveling with my mother, she always has to clean up the room before we leave. Mom, you've missed the entire point of the hotel existence: being a slob without consequences.
Of course I hate beyond hate travelling right now. Because it is headache incarnate. But when I do like it, it's tip to toe...it's just that now that I like where I live I don't end up leaving near as much, as everyone on the west coast I've seen no more of can attest.
Grammatically that sentence works out, I'm pretty sure.
Time for my lie down, as soon as I forward the monkey pics. Ha!