I don't enjoy feeling like an ignoranus, but that's exactly how I feel after spending a day at the Convention Center during CES. The word "hate" keeps coming to mind. As in: "I hate it." But I don't think I really hate it. As I told JI, during one of my many pouts, I'm sure the experience is good for something. I just don't know what it's good for.
Patience? Grace?
Jon and Wes are teasing me now, as we sit in the hotel lobby, posting our thoughts. Jon thinks I need a nap; Wes thinks I need a drink. They're probably both right.
But then, Jon also says I'm too young to drink.
"Yes, I'm grumpy!" I moan. "I'm sorry, guys."
One of the maids walks through my pitiful shout and gets a kick out of it.
She laughs.
