Friday, December 5, 1997
I think we've had hotel rooms like this.
In fact, I'm sure of it.
It's been a good trip. But the last two days have been kind of weird.
Just wanted to ski and have fun, but instead had to deal with
corporate and individual slimeball energy. I usually arrange my life
to avoid that. Nothing irrepairable, just weird. But you see, even
paranoids have enemies.
Got into the hotel in Albuquerque around 7:30, very busy, full
parking lot. I'm waiting for a spot, and this
old fart snags it from the other side. And
won't leave. What's up with that?
Tomorrow I'll decide whether to try skiing again, or just head
home. Sigh.
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