The "Groan-a" Lisa

I have been way out of touch with blog world for what seems like foreverahhhhh. OK, it's been a week. Anyway, I'm in Kentucky for business again and no matter how hard I try, I just can't seem to find enjoyment in my travels this week. Here's the lowdown on Lisa-land:

• The hotel has had no wireless service since Sunday. I'm pissed that I even know that .... that means I've been here since Sunday, which means half of my weekend was gobbled up by work travel. Dammit.
• Louisville had a snow storm last night, averaging about 3 inches of snow. The whole city was shut down last night and all day today. I'm seriously surprised ... this isn't Florida. In fact, it's practically on the same latitude as Pennsylvania and other snow states. The worst part is that nobody here knows about snow parties.
• I'm 300 pages into my book, and I can't figure out why I keep reading. So far, everything I've read could've been written in about 2 pages. At this point, there are no book stores open, no bars open in walking distance, and nothing good on any of the 6 TV channels at this hotel. They practically have billboards announcing they have "HBO." BFD!! What the hell does HBO have anymore since "Sex and The City", "Six Feet Under" and "The Sopranos" are done? Nothing, I say! Absoluely nothing. Oh, I'm sorry ..... we could all be watching "The Last Mimzy" right now. What the fruck is a Mimzy???
• By the way, the book I'm reading is "Atonement." I'm not sure I understand how they got a whole movie out of this story ... maybe a You Tube "short", but a movie???? I'm thinking (and hoping) the next 300 pages will reveal McEwan's storytelling genius. If literary genius is being able to say "She saw her older sister flirting with the pool boy" in over 150 pages, then move over Shakespeare -- we've found a replacement.
• A few minutes ago, I could hear a woman ouside my door in the hallway on her cell phone. I decided to take a minute out of my busy schedule (of sitting around by myself, for the third night in a row, doing important stuff like staring at my feet and horse pictures), to spy on her through the peephole. She was crying -- no, sobbing -- because her flight was cancelled and she's stuck here for another night. I truly felt bad for her as she begged for the person on the other end of the line to help her. She was praying for a miracle to be delivered by the Gods of flying standby. (By the way, I'm quite proud that I refrained from opening the door and suggesting the airport may be a better place for her to catch a standby. The last I heard there are no flights leaving from the 4th floor of our hotel.)
• Anyhow, if that happens to me tomorrow, I can give you my solemn promise that I'll throw my head back and scream like a 2-year old.
• Oh, and I'm hormonal ... can you tell?!?!?!!

Alrighty, I've bitched enough. But hey misery loves company ..... care to join me in a rant? What's making you feel belligerent (touche' Carolina!) these days???? Get it outta your system before Valentine's Day comes around when we're all supposed to hug, kiss and sing a few rounds of kumbaya.