Seriously, there’s a big part of me that would love to have to travel for work a lot. Weird, I know, and I would TOTALLY miss Ingrid and all of that, but I love the whole hotel thing, even cheap hotels, and all of that.

My hotel tonight is a cheap hotel, but I ordered in pizza (brick fired!) and it has one of these chairs. The chair kind of scares me. I have ginger ale and cable and a big bed all to myself. Nice.