I'm seasick, I'm with a buch of loud, obnoxious bitches that think oredering shots with obscene names is great fun, aand every time i try to sneak off to read or knit i'm told that i must join this or that stupid group activity.
I did go to an art auction and drooled over Dali and Peter Max. I'm simple like that.
seriously, i never should have done this. i miss my friends and my home. this boat never stops rocking and i constantly feel like puking.
