I made the cab pull over so I could sacrifice the contents of my stomach to the gods of the Amsterdam streets; everyone does it.
Despite traveling for 22 hours on only 5 hours of sleep and having a serious case of alcohol poisoning I made it home last night. Luckily once I slept on the plane a little my body processed the vodka out so that I could eat without spewing, but now I have a little cold because of the immuno-deficiency it caused. So now I am incredibly happy that I can rest and not go to school. Soon I will come to Gainesville so I can tell you lots of crazy stories and do it all over again! Well...maybe not that intensely.
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Ah, Cari's epic projectile vomiting has made it to other continents. It will be the stuff of legends.
K.D.
When there was nothing left I started regurgitating vodka! That is beyond epic...and painful.
When there was nothing left I started regurgitating vodka! That is beyond epic...and painful.
Alcohol poisoning? I do not like the sounds of that.
out of curiosity, who wrote that last comment?
wc
twas i, christina.
that sounded a lot more dramatic in my head.
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