I don't want to talk about it. Just to say a few things about it, all lesbians are the same all around the freaking world! They act the same, they say the same stupid shit, and I realize there are a few exceptions to this rule...for the most part, 98% lesbos are the same. And my stupid mouth gets me into a LOT of trouble. BUT! I will fix the trouble I got myself into, I just have to wait for a couple days to do it.
Moving right along from that....
So you know that "hot body I better have when I leave Dominica" that I kept telling everyone about? Yeah, well, today I woke up around 8:30am, had an egg bake (which sounds disgusting but it's egg, cheese, and bread and delicious in a very not so healthy way), splashed around a little at Purple Turtle Beach, took a nap and then just woke up for some Perky's pizza. Um, in December, I'm not exactly sure how "hot" my body will be...but I just might have to buy an extra passenger ticket that those extremely obese people have to buy. You know, just to give everyone a head's up when you see me next.
After eating our not so healthy but ever so delicious breakfast, I called for a taxi to take us to Purple Turtle Beach. I would like to point out that our "taxi" guy, after picking us up, said he had some errands to run first before dropping us off at our destination. Uh...okay? Oh, and they don't give you a discount for doing things like that. His errands? He needed bread. So we head to Tina's (a grocery store that smells like...something I don't want to write about, but luckily it's on the way to where we needed to go). Unfortunately, that store didn't have his bread. So now we're in downtown Portsmouth and we stopped at another grocery store. Ah, he found his bread, but he had to run back out to the taxi (where Kim and I were just waiting) to get some change for the bread. Now he ran back into the store and picked up his bread. Awesome, now we get to go to the Purple Turtle Beach.
We first went snorkeling and saw all these weird fish. Kim pointed to this one kind, I think it's called a blow fish (it's the kind that blows up and spikes come out if you touch it). I wanted to touch it to see the spikes, but Kim said no. I thought it would be cool to see it puff up and a little prick to my finger I thought was well worth it. Again, Kim said no. Since she would be the one to nurse me back to health (since I refuse to ever again go to Portsmouth Hospital), I didn't touch it...but I wanted to. And if it pricked my finger, I could send you guys the pictures of what not to do in the sea! So blame the lack of that photo on Kim. Although she just said I should be thankful I still have my left arm. For the record, she said the exact same sort of thing when I said I wanted to touch sea urchins and jellyfish, so I'm just curious on how much she actually knows about these sorts of things. I mean sure, she's been to more exotic places than I have, but has she ever touched one?? Does she know anyone who has ever touched one of these things??? I'm just trying to keep an open mind about things and I'm totally thinking of the pictures that could be had...I just want that out.
The first picture is of Kim and me after we went snorkeling. As you can see, I didn't touch anything dangerous so I still had all my limbs. The second and third picture is of us playing on the swing. For the record, jumping on the swing HURT. Like, that rope hit places it shouldn't have hit. We're talking one step away from getting a rope burn in areas no one should ever get a rope burn. As you can see, getting off the swing wasn't exactly easy. Hurt almost as much as getting on the thing.
We called our taxi guy and he said he'll be there in 20 minutes (we learned it was "his 20 minutes"). So we had time to kill and we walked down the beach and found this other swing. I couldn't reach it. The last time Kim's friends were in town, I was able to swing on it, now, as you can see, I can barely reach it, but I tried and the locals were just watching me...probably making fun. I would too, since it's obviously something I couldn't reach but I kept trying for. I'm sure it was a sight.
An hour later (oh, I mean, "20 minutes" later), our taxi guy picks us up. Takes us close to our apartment and we walked down to the beach from there to go snorkeling for sea shells. Since the waves were crazy the past few days, we thought we would find some good shells. We found two good ones since the water still wasn't very clear there. As for Purple Turtle Beach, it was nothing but sand, so no shells there, just crazy looking fish Kim wouldn't let me touch and crabs that I had to keep jumping over because those critters scare me.
After snorkeling at the beach that was a 5 minute walk from our apartment, we went home and slept for an hour and then had pizza. I'm in the computer lab now at school and I'm thinking about bringing another chair closer to me and put it side by side with this one, and then my ever expanding a$$ could sit comfortably.
Someone behind me just mentioned going to the gym. That's where I should be taking my large and in charge ass. Try to justify the pizza I just had.
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