I’m supposed to be at home now, sleeping in my own bed. Instead I’m staying in my home away from home, also known as the Marriott. At least I have status here so I get chocolates on my pillow. Be thankful for what you have I guess.

I am in Charlotte, NC doing some work for Xerox at the moment. I was supposed to wrap up here Wednesday afternoon and head home but, alas, it wasn’t meant to be. Technical gremlins (powered by Microsoft, of course) reared their ugly heads and I’ve had to extend until tomorrow. Or should I say later today. You know, being in a hotel isn’t so bad if you are expecting it but having the rug yanked out at the last second just sucks.

note: If you are waiting for the actual point of this post, wait no more. You’ve just seen it. I’m just in a cry-baby mood and wanted to complain a bit. I’ve accomplished what I came for. You may be excused with the court’s thanks.

I just grabbed a bite at the Jack in the Box up the street. Not because I have any love for Jack in the Box, mind you, it is just the only place open in the middle of the night. If you’ve not had the pleasure of eating their food in the middle of the night let me save you the trouble. Don’t. Not that their food is that great in the daytime either, but it is especially toxic at night. I should have know something was up when I saw they had a Pepto-Bismol shake on the menu. OK they don’t, but they should.

The one bright spot is that a good friend saw in my Twitter feed that I was going to be stuck here another night (yes, I complained there first) and, having pity for a poor wayward traveler, popped online to say hello and chat for a while. The companionship was greatly appreciated. It brightened my night immeasurably. Thanks!

I checked into my room this evening after leaving Xerox and, next thing I know, I’m waking up at something after 10. Someone must have crept in and struck me in the head or hit me with chloroform or something. I feel certain of it. I recall walking into the room and dropping my bags then I remember sitting on the edge of the bed. Then, pow! I woke up. Either way, my sleep schedule is completely hosed now. Oh well, that is tomorrow’s problem, er, later today’s problem. Guess I’ll wander off and see if I can grab another couple of hours before morning. Ciao!

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