My Room and more misc.

A sink. In my room. Hot water comes out the cold, rust comes out the hot. x3


My room



Room mate! Somehow I had the presence of mind that night to take a picture, but not to grab a towel and throw it over my visitor. I thought if I took a picture, somehow that would be useful. Below is artist's depiction of the encounter, however if I drew it THAT NIGHT it would have been six feet wide and foaming at the mouth. Heh.

Don't worry about me! I put foam in all the cracks and nooks of my room, and I've been assured by the hotel's owner this wouldn't happen again. Plus I had my booster shots; I'm immortal!