I hate beige!

Seriously. Beige is the epitome of telling someone, "I just can't make up my mind." See, white, on the one hand, is pristine and clean. If you're going to go with color, be bold, daring! Don't half-ass it with beige, of all things, and make a pseudo attempt at using color. It doesn't work!

You wonder why I go on this rant, I suppose. Well, my hotel decided to give me beige wash cloths amid all the other stark white linens. My senses are offended. The wash cloths from yesterday were white. Why can't today's be the same? I don't ask much, especially of a nice establishment such as this one. But beige?

*grumbles under breath*

And while I'm on it, I can't wait until I'm settled in a place long enough to actually merit painting the walls.

The end.