This wasn't my idea. The sun came out more or less as we were leaving, and really, we should have left earlier, because I got dropped off at the Courtyard Marriott to teach a four-hour class three minutes past the hour. I'm sure my class thought I was on drugs, and I ended up spending half my earnings for the lecture on a cab home.
I was reluctant to give up a clean 60 for this trip, thinking it unreasonable that one of my hard-earned Jacksons go toward someone else's liquor and food budget. This apprehension turned out to be pessimistic. Our awesome group (D, E, L and I) completely ignored the other guests and simply ate from every meal they cooked and drank from every drink they bought. Then we left without cleaning anything. Perfect!
Thursday, May 3, 2007
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