hotels can be. After all that time living in the apartment in the city (the "posh Manhattan apartment, like Carrie and her friends," according to Hub -- whatevah!), I'd forgotten how nice the hotel room can be. Like when you're at the Marriott Marquis in Times Square. And they put a full-size candy bar on your pillow. This could be bad, very, very bad. But, they also have the most awesomest hotel gym ever, so the chocolate is balanced out. Kinda. Sorta. Ok, not really. Sigh.
Gotta run, it's late, and I should be in the very large, very soft bed. g'night!!
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Oooh yeah. I do Hiltons, but my friend have raved about the Marquis.
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