Monday, March 26, 2007
It's these substandard hotels...appealing only 'cause their just that unappealing
Well I never once in my life thought that I would be able to see the place that a musician wrote about but, I guess I should have considered the possibility.Go to http://lyricsondemand.com/p/panicatthediscolyrics/buildgodthenwelltalklyrics.html and read the lyrics. you know the hotel part. Yeah I stayed there.Not in the exact place, but the weird equivalent to it. I had to go to Starkville, MS, for a competition. And when we got there we pulled into this motel. I thought that we were going to turn around, but I was sadly mistaken. We got our room key and ran in, and when we set foot in the door, we should have ran away. The place was sleazy. It looked like the place you rent out for a quickie.(if you were a drug addict) It was dirt on the walls(I don't even want to know how it got there) Pubic hair on the towels(apparently not washed) and weird fluid(seemingly semen) on the sheets"the shade of the sheets and before all the stains" It was sick, the ice bucket shit stuff in it, and the ironing board was gross. But luckily, my mom who is a weird germophobe had packed disinfectant spray. So I guess this was the only thing that kept me from sleeping outside.But other than this it was a good vacation. Oh yeah, the place was crawling with sex offenders and weird cheap people. Half of it was demolished for only god knows why, and the exit signs pointed to impending suicides.We went on a scavenger hunt and we found another part of the hotel. It looked like it hadn't been refurnished since the early nineties, and alot of the rooms looked like crime scenes.and the sad thing is I would have rathered to stay there. And there were random brooms places, and weird people smoking. Sounds fun huh? yeah it was.
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