Hello world.
Today I checked into a lovely…house.
It feels a little dejavu-y, if you want to know the truth. And there are pictures of me everywhere. And the closets are full of clothes–MY clothes!
I think that maybe this is MY house!
But that can’t be, can it? I thought I no longer had a home.
The bed looks really comfy and there is TiVo full of shows that I love, so this is either my house or the most accommodating hotel room I’ve seen in a while.
But on the other hand every time I pick up the phone and dial 0 and ask for room service or a wake up call the operator is really rude and hangs up on me, so maybe not.
-Ally
