


2006 is here. I can speculate about what is coming for the hotel. But I don’t think I really care. I don’t give two shits right now how those idiots run the place. Why you may ask? Because I’m on vacation!
Starting at 7:00 am (or whenever the morning idiot gets in) I am on vacation! 9 glorious days. 216 hours. The place can fall down for all I care (it is), as soon as I walk out those front doors I no longer care.
I’m not going anywhere for my vacation. I may take a day to go into Chicago. But otherwise I’m vacationing in the game City of Villains for the majority of my 9 days.