but now that it's out there and i like the sound of it i might just start using it more.
I MEAN REALLY ARE YOU KIDDING ME LADY. #DatAss
eventually i got bored with the physical activity and i was hot and i just wanted to go in the pool. so i negotiated a return to the resort wherein i could
pee in the pool visit the restroom and take a dip in the pool and then continue on a beach walk in the opposite direction of the one we had just taken. but at the pool we made friends and started talking. and then i decided having long islands was an appropriate idea. and then our new found friends were like "WE SHOULD DRINK WHITE RUSSIANS!" and i was like "OMG THAT IS A GREAT IDEA BUT LET ME FINISH THIS SECOND OR THIRD LONG ISLAND FIRST." and then we had white russians and it was then that my black out occurred.
because according to shitler i was passed out in the room at 4PM, and much to my chagrin, 100% don't remember what i'm sure was me being one sloppy bitch as shitler attempted to corral me back to the room. what i do remember is waking up around 8PM confused, but wrapped in a bathrobe, and i attempting to eat a french fry and promptly fleeing to the bathroom to expel it from my system. on account of the same day hangover i was experiencing.
and then the next morning i had to suffer through a massage. which, if you're wondering, a massage while you're hungover is terrible. because it literally feels like the puke is being massaged out of your body. #FirstWorldProblems
photographic evidence of my passedoutedness and also shitler is creepy.