I am freaking the fuck out right now. I just went back to look at the exact hotel/address and found the reservations that were confirmation for August, which I made five fucking months ago, are the wrong fucking dates. I don't know why, but they're booked for the weekend, and of course there isn't a room anywhere near Denver at this point. No wonder I got such a comparably cheap deal. Such a goddamn idiot. I am going. I'll sleep in my fucking car if I have to. Definitely won't be the first, fifth, or tenth time sleeping in a vehicle in my life, I'll just get a fucking taser and some pepper spray to keep in my hands while I sleep. It'll save me a whole lot of money, too. I do, at least, have a room for Thursday. Maybe I'll just go to Woody Creek first instead of after. I don't fucking know. If anybody from the area with any sleep suggestions could leave them in the comments (other than "just don't be so fucking stupid") or email me, it would be greatly appreciated. Jesus fucking Christ, I'm going to be bald by the time I get to Mile High, if I can even get a ticket.
Taking care of priority Monday shit this morning, will be posting later in the day or evening.
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