hello from the boondocks

Here I am. I’m in the casino hotel in upstate New York, and there’s live horse racing at night out my window, poor things, running with chariots behind them in the pouring rain last night, and perhaps again tonight. I booked the first night for a great price through Expedia, but only booked the second room when I arrived (thinking if it was a dump I’d find another hotel but it’s quite cozy here in my room.) They may make me check out and back into a different room, but I am hoping they won't. I'm all settled into this one.

Yesterday morning I worked, put up with the usual scapegoating where it’s implied that I should have done things I was never told to do (such as add someone’s phone number to the database when only ‘call Tim’ was written on the calendar and not by me), then came home for a hurried packing job, and we were on the road by 2:30. We got to the college just after 7, and I meandered through dark scary wet country roads for half an hour to find this beacon in the darkness. It was almost bizarre to see the huge expanse of bright lights in a circle around the track in the middle of the wet, dark night.

So my plans for today involve: nothing. I guess I’ll just read my Shopaholic book, go to the gym, eat lunch, and shower. Then maybe I’ll venture out for a drive if the rain isn’t too bad. I have to pick up M at 10 tomorrow. It’s supposed to be windy but I think the rain is supposed to be done.

As for the bookrags debacle, I did indeed lose the case, they’re not going to (a) give me a refund (b) acknowledge that they have disabled my account although they guaranteed it for a year or (c) even respond to my complaint at all. So I also sent it in to consumeraffairs.com and I reported it to the Better Business Bureau. At least people should know that if they want to do business with Bookrags, they’re likely to lose their money and their access, and then be cast out in the cold by their nonexistent customer service.

And in other news, yesterday I left Wilbur out all morning while I was at work and he didn’t eat a thing! (not even his breakfast). M got home first and she said he cried the whole time she was walking around before I got home. I told her that was because he was so excited and proud of himself. As for B, I didn’t talk to him yesterday on the harrowing drive, so I texted him at 8 and received no response. So I called his cell, called at home, had Kevin check with the guy he works with to see if he was on xbox, and he wasn’t on Facebook. I panicked for 45 minutes and was about to call a neighbor when I tried one more time and a very groggy voice answered on the second ring, saying, “it was cold. I fell asleep.” Buy stock in L’Oreal, folks. The grays are winning the war.