Thursday, December 11, 2008

Shower Time!

I got roped into another game of Kings Cup with my english/irish neighbors. The game started in the room but got moved to the kitchen when one of their roommates wanted to go to sleep. We all piled into the kitchen and continued to play. Unfortunately the group was not able to be quiet enough so despite our best efforts we made the compassionate decision and moved to the kitchen/room and went to play on the beach. We ended up scrapping the game on the beach and just hung around having some drinks. We ran into some other friends while we were there and conversed for awhile. Around 3AM after ten Jagerbombs I was extremely tired and decided to abandon ship and head off to bed. I said goodnight to the group and off I went. I got back to the hostel without dropping any of my red-bull, my bottle of Jagermeister or the glass and shot glass I'd been drinking from. I was quite proud of myself at this point. I got to the room and stripped down to my boxers and did my best to crawl quietly into bed. As soon as my head hit the pillow all I could feel was the room spinning around wildly despite the fact that my eyes were closed and I was lying stationary in my bed. I began feeling increasingly nauseous and decided the best course of action was a shower.
Me getting caught up!
Cooked.

Birthday girl.
I bet someone said the "D" word.
The dares became drastically tame once we were contained within the kitchen.
This was the dare.
I don't know what the hell is going on here.
Consuming a tasty beverage.
I apparently this by about 5 minutes.

What follows is not something I am proud of but more something that can serve as a warning to others and just for me as good reading material five years from now. I got into the shower and proceeded to wash my hair and my body using shampoo and body wash respectively however I was feeling increasingly tired and still quite dizzy. At first I was just standing in the shower with my head against the wall fighting to keep awake. I felt I still needed the water to try and bring me back to life so I sat down and set the water to colder and just sat in the shower with my head against the wall. After awhile I woke up and realized I'd actually managed to fall asleep in the shower. I got upI feeling a good bit better and dried myself off and then put my boxer shorts back on and made my way back to bed. When I got into my bed I checked my iPod to see what time it was...I'd falled asleep in the shower for 1 1/2 hours. I spoke with my room mates the next morning and none of them had even heard me come in so apparently I did something right. Good times. Lesson learned.

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