tex-ar-what-a?

in yet another hampton inn. another hotel that smells of sewage. the last time this happened (i think last week?) they said it was because the city was digging up the road and the smell was coming up through the pipes. that was in dallas, at the swanky hotel. now it's happening in texarkana, sans road work, sans swank.

i walked over to the olive garden (hey, it was there or sonic) and talked to J for a minute. she said "you are probably the only person walking in texarkana." she was right. i ventured over to pier one imports and bought a candle, only to have the little energy saver lightbulb go off over my head (delay and all) when i realized i don't have any matches with me. this is probably the ONLY time i wished i was near a smoker. no restaurants within walking distance had matches either, so i hopped in my impala and drove to a gas station. the man behind the counter said he didn't have matches either, so i pulled out a dollar and complained about how i would have to throw away this cheap mini lighter tomorrow at the airport when he reached under the counter and found a book of matches, miraculously. now i wait for this cheap candle to, at a minimum, cover the scent of OPP (other people's poo).

sorry, no fun to report here. no interesting places to eat, nothing fun to do. wait until tomorrow, when i am in oklahoma city!