July 18th, 2005

magikist

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Off to the shower in a minute. Did not sleep well last night; probably too much coffee on top of the adrenaline rush of traveling. Plus, the air conditioning unit in the room kept shutting on and off, which I hate. Some units will keep running and circulating the air in the room even when they're not cooling it. This one would come on loudly and shut off loudly about every 20 minutes, so just as I was almost asleep, WHUNK! It'd stop. Then, I'd get used to the sort of eerie silence, and WHUNK! It'd start up again. I finally cranked it all the way up so that I'd have a chance at getting to sleep before it shut off again. Of course, it was like a meat locker in here when I woke up, but at least I got some rest.

We didn't get the rain we were promised last night. I'll have to turn on the news and find out what the weather's going to be like today.

Man, this is a noisy place in the morning. For the last half hour, people have been out in the hall, slamming doors and shouting to one another. It's like a bus station. I've already given up on there being any doughnuts by the time I get to the continental breakfast. Tomorrow, I'm going to have to get there when it opens, grab what I want and go back to the room. The really weird thing about it is, I've seen most of the guests here, and I swear, the average age is deceased. I'm about the youngest person in the hotel. One of those great mysteries of life.
magikist

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I found out today that the reason nearly every hotel in this area is at full occupancy is because of a big soccer tournament, of all the damn things in the world. Fleo de saeculo nostro.

It was considerably cooler and less humid today. Not that it mattered. So far, I've been two places: the hotel and the customer site. OK, three places: the car. I'll get out tomorrow, I think.

Class is going well. The people are friendly, and I feel like I'm helping them. It's nice to feel that way.

Mary was worried about Angus, so she took him in to the vet. He had a little upper respiratory infection, so she got Clavamox for him. The vet also pointed out that he's got an overbite. I considered renaming him "Bucky," but we already have one of those. Then, I was going to name him Amadeus, after Mother Amadeus, my second grade teacher who had a considerable overbite, but Mary said that was mean. OK, so it was. Come to think of it, he looks a little like a beaver. Maybe I should name him Bubbe after Bubbe Beaver, a character on The Magic Door, a Jewish kids' show that played on Sunday mornings when I was growing up. (The star of the show was Tiny Tov.)

Or I could just stick with Angus. Yeah, that's what I'll do.