Pamper Me

I really like this style of life. Hotel living suits me. Yesterday in Minneapolis I rode a shuttle to the Mall of America and a shuttle brought me back to the hotel. A paper was waiting for me outside my door when I woke up and then another shuttle took me to the airport.

Airports fascinate me. People come in a variety of shapes and sizes. These two factors combined with different fashions makes for a visual feast at airports. I love to people watch and aiports run a close second to malls.

Airports also have those cool Jetson walking conveyors that I love.

At the mall I saw a fashion look that I am sure will sweep the nation in months to come. Shave your head and then tattoo the word sin in a gothic font backwards on your head.

I think that Mike, a fellow traveller stranded in Minneapolis , and I covered a good portion of the Mall of America yesterday. One thing that surprised me was what a clerk said to me. She was able to guess my age. For a long time people usually guessed that I was a few years younger than I really am. My looks are catching up with my age. Then again I don't dress like I am twenty one either. I don't wear baggy jeans or cords. I am much more of a J Crew type of person.

I find it easier talking to people when I travel somewhere. It must be the fact that we are on a journey and that automatically gives us something in common. I had never met Mike before yesterday, but hung out with him in the mall for most of the day.

Speaking of meetiing people, my ever concerned mother is hoping that maybe I will meet a nice girl while I am here in Omaha.

Another quick flight and I was in Omaha this afternoon. I didn't see any snow on the ground until we were about ninety miles outside of Omaha. Actually the snow isn't the worst problem here. I think that the downed trees and powerlines are more of a hazard. Two thirds of the traffic lights aren't working. This means that most of the intersections are now operated on the wait and nod procedure.

Since I left my map at work instead of bringing it with me, I got to criss cross the fair city of Omaha twice this afternoon looking for both the school and hotel. I lucked out, because all the classes were cancelled today. There wasn't any power at the school. I have no idea if class will be held tomorrow. I do know that all of the public schools are closed tomorrow.

I am a little disappointed with my hotel room. There isn't a refrigerator. I thought that my suite would have one. At least the brochure that I read mentioned one. I was not the one who made the reservations though. The company secretary took care of all of that for me.

The loss of a refrigerator is not just a point of vanity for me. I need one. Anyone who has know me for any length of time knows that I eat a lot. Some people say that I eat all of the time. My parents say that I eat about seven times a day, but I say five. I can not get by with just three square meals a day. Since I do not want to run out every night for some food, I was hoping that I could store some stuff in a fridge. Now I guess that I have to settle for snack food.

When I don't eat, I either get irritable or very lethargic. Neither option is very productive for me. Sometimes food becomes more of an affliction for me. My metabolism is so fast that I have to eat every three hours. Now these are not big meals, but I still have to eat something. Most people tell me that my metabolism will slow down someday. They say that everything will change when I reach thirty.

I am a little worried about school tomorrow. Plus I have a tendency to build things up to be worse than they could ever be. Then when I finally do it, it doesn't seem to be as bad as I thought. This way of thinking has worked well for me for years.

Actually having all of these people waiting on me freaks me out a little. I am so used to doing everything for myself. When I leave tomorrow someone will come and make my bed for me. I could never have a maid. It would just bother me too much.