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2001-03-30 - 986013424

I am feeling... The current mood of froot_loops_killer@yahoo.com at www.imood.com

"Cozumel Update #4."

Greetings and salutations.....

Here goes Update #4...

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Day 4- Monday, March 12, 2001.

On Monday, I drank too much. But that's no surprise now, is it? ;)

While Aniela, Petrina, and Pammy went snorkeling, Fran and I had lunch at the grill and hit the bar early. As in, 12:30 in the afternoon. :D While spreading the Mexican Flag love, we met this really funny drunk lady who was trying to get the bartender to give her a bottle of champagne, and she commissioned Fran to help her carry champagne to her friends down the beach. She said she'd be back to visit us later, and by God, she was. She also tried to set us up with a 34 year old scuba diver named Ken. The entire bar was laughing at us, it was pretty damned funny. :) While Rogalio was at the bar giving us Spanish bar terminology lessons, she stole his hat and took off down the beach with it. She was a very... interesting... woman. ;)

In the meantime, we were also bonding with the bartenders, Carlos and Luis, and the grill cook, Marco. Every time we would ask Luis for a Coke or something else nonalcoholic, he would pause and say "...Tequila?" Therefore, part of the blame of us getting so blasted over break lies with the wonderful bartending staff of the Paradisus. ;)

We also headed into the ocean for a bit... even me, since I'd gotten a little help in being not so scared of the ocean the night before. ;) We met some nice people from Southfield, and we were talking with them as we were being attacked by fish. ;)

I was already drunk by 3 in the afternoon, and proceeded to pass out in the shower when we got up to the room. Eventually I dragged myself out of the bathroom to find Fran passed out on the bed. I headed back down to the bar with a book to get some quality reading time in, when who did I meet down there, but Jeff. Me and him conversed a bit, and then he took off to go to dinner.

Eventually the five of us girls headed down for dinner, and Fran and I got to hear the other three's stories about Cubicle Man and Jose Luis. I even got a Seinfeld moment in at dinner- I was the only one at our table that didn't order soup, and as the waiter was serving the soup, he looked at me and asked "No soup for you?" So I replied, "No soup for me, one year." Of course we all laughed, plus some people at surrounding tables... the waiter laughed too, but I don't think he really got it. ;)

While being Petrina's bitch and getting a straw for her, I saw Jamie and Jeff at the bar and talked to them for a bit. After dinner, the other four girls went to the show, and I headed back to the room to take some aspirin and get a few winks in. After the show, the girls came back up, and Jeff came in our room in the middle of Fran's karaoke moment and caught a few lines of Nelly's "Ride With Me". ;D

While Aniela, Petrina, and Pammy prepared to go out, Fran, Jeff, and I headed to the bar and met up with Jamie. We were all drinkin and chillin, when Fran and Jeff went back up to the room "for a few minutes". An hour later, with no sign of them, Jamie and I grabbed two more margaritas and went to sit on the beach. We ended up spending most of the night down there, laying on beach chairs, listening to waves, talking, and falling asleep. The only interruption was my stupid sister walking the beach looking for me. Apparently she did not trust my judgment down there, although she thought it was fine to get all over this Mexican gang member at the clubs. Whatever. So I didn't really get back to the room until late, but I got back eventually. And that was the end of Monday.

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The last edition's coming up... Update #5...

~*~Piper~*~

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