Tuesday, February 8, 2011
It seems that having four "Dig Me" daiquiris with rum floaters wasn't such a good idea for me last night.
Yeah, it was a lot of fun, lot's of laughing, dancing, eating and letting go of all of the tension of the past months.
Afterward I made my way back to my room. I climbed into bed and was asleep in no time.
The thing about drinking anything means that it has to come out. I hate getting out of bed to go to to the bathroom, but it had to be done.
As soon as I walked through the bathroom door I was on the floor. I'm not sure why I fell, but I ended up flat on my butt with my legs straight out in front of me. I cut my hand and have a nasty bruise on my arm. I have no freaking idea how it all happened.
I guess no more floaters on daiquiris for me. Good thing I go home tomorrow, I think.