Thursday, May. 19, 2005
Someone just reheated the foulest smelling something in the lobby microwave.
The stench from whatever the hell it is sort of a mixture of BBQ and Chinese food ... blark barely overrides the unmistakable stink of horribly burned popcorn which apparently happened earlier.
My hormones are all a-rage, and not in the good way. In the crampy bloated can't-get-enough-M&Ms way. And the noxious lobby really isn't helping much.
The parking lot is crammed with folks about to see Sith. Haven't seen anyone in costume yet, though.
That might sort of help, to have Chewbacca try and rent a room.
Harry Potter tried once, but he was not 21 so I couldn't. Also some dude from LOTR, the one with the long white beard (the nice one). He was 40-something, so it wasn't a problem.
Just into the wee hours of Day Four.
Yeah, I'm trying to do a post all 12 days. Because, why not.