So Isabel and I conducted our service survey today, and frankly, most of the staff's attitudes sucked. Maybe it was because we didn't look like we were guests, I don't know, but that's no reason for that GM-looking guy to treat me like dirt. That's OK, Victor, you can make up for it by treating me to a spread the next time I come around as your Michelin mystery guest.

I don't know how to not come off sounding like a lusty teenager, but me being alone in the gym, which was located in a desolated, dingy corner of the hotel, with the resident trainer did spark off some illicit thoughts. Hey, wait, no, I wasn't fantasizing getting down and dirty with the guy! I just thought the scene made for good erotica! The images weren't explicit or anything, and I wasn't in the picture at all! OK, now I'm just digging myself in deeper, aren't I?



Alright, someone please tell me how to eat a Chupa Chups lollipop gum? I can't bite into it! What's wrong with the damn thing- too thick a skull? I have never failed to bite into any sweet before! I'm more of an instant gratification person, and I want my sugar rush now!