Yes, I'm ashamed to admit it, but today I believe I've out-done myself in terms of laziness and outright overpriveldged behaviour. Waking up to a house that had litterally been trashed from the inside out, Erik, Giudi and I sat our butts down on the couch we had moved outside for the party and literally have not moved all day. This wouldn't be such a big deal since we did party quite aggresively last night and because we're all feeling the effects of it today, but we're all rather ashamed of ourselves because Emmanuel, our weekend guard, has been up and at it all morning. He cleaned up all the beer bottles left all over the front yard. He's picked up all the bits of balloons and washed away the broken glass. He's even cleaned out the dead coolers that were left half-filled with ice last night. Then he started on the floor. The couch we're camped out on sits on a balcony that is floored in tile and covered in mud from the constant flow of traffic last night. Emmanuel has crossed in front of us 100 times at this point, mopping the tiles over and over, pushing murky water onto the driveway every time.
We called 'Sol e Luna' for pizzas since they deliver and won't require us to move. We're starving, but can't cook breakfast. There's nothing to cook anyway.
At least my hair still looks hot from last night. Mike and Erik agree that I might actually be one of the few white girls who could look good in dreads. Oh, if only I could grow them without worrying about little things like keeping a job...
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