Well, while still in St. Paul/Minn, Paco and I spent the last night there kinda partying. We ran through the halls of our hotel, went and watched the last MST3K eps being shown and explored the city on a whole (but not too much cause we were in a bad neighborhood) When we were done, Paco was beat. He managed to get to the bed before me (we were sharing a bed, I'm sure those of you craming 4 into a 2 bed hotel room know what I'm talking about) and hogged the whole thing to himself! Not only that, but he decided to help himself to my CD Discman that I brought. Well either he didn't plug it in (he claims he did) or it came undone, but he listened all night on the batteries. When I woke the next moring and cleaned up. I found it but thought nothing. Then on the trip back, from St. Paul to Colorado, I found that they were dead, so I had to buy new batteries at the airport (and those of you who have bought batteries at an airport know how mad I was! (It's that anger that this page was born of! *s*)
