So last night I had a couple of good and cheap beers at a little divey place (yay college towns--cheap beers!), got some awful takeout food (boo college towns--bad food for stoned college kids) and watched tv in my creepy room that had a seaside motif even though we are nowhere near any body of water.
Then I got up at the absolute ass-crack of dawn (6 am--remember, I work the midshift so I NEVER have to get up that early) and went to the conference presession, which was a CEN review.
Now I'm on my own again til the afternoon sessions, sitting in a luncheonette eating eggs and listening to some teenager chomp on her fries at the next table. It's all I can do to not plunge my fork into her neck. I HATE noisy eaters. I'd better go so I don't get arrested.