ZOMG

We're in Santa Barbara at an undisclosed location which is likely a hotel but I'm not telling. This place is supposedly very nice, and after we called and got the drain in the tub working to my satisfaction and the linens on the bed changed (hello PUBIC HAIR on my sheets!) it seemed just fine. I cannot abide standing water of any flavor, even if it has only touched my pristine body. I don't think I need to justify the pubic hair, do I? The room rate for the two night stay is $275.00 and in my world that is a LOT of money. Happily, the tab is being picked up by the company but HOLY FUCK! that's $550.00 for two nights BEFORE Teddy Bear started in on the mini bar. The room, complete with sitting area and balcony is about as big as HALF of my house, which either means that it is a huge-assed room or my house is really small. I think a bit of both. Tomorrow I shall have breakfast in bed (they better fucking not let bread touch my food) and then lounge by the ocean (across the street). Teddy Bear has meetings and such and I won't see him until the afternoon, when he will probably appear with the escort he has hired for the evening. Kidding! Not! Kidding!