About Lithium.

You have no idea how much i hate brocoli. I ate chicken jerk, jerky? jerk chicken? jerky chicken? one of those last night. Cooked by my very own jamaican. Then of course I spent the rest of the night dying from my frying stomach. Intestine flambé anyone? Ok, so next time I eat spicy stuff in moderation. but it was sooooooooooo good.

So I woke up dead this morning (yes, 1pm is still morning for me), turned on the devil TV that tempts me from my bed and ordered a big ass Hardees burger for lunch... all without leaving my bed.

Two hours and a bucket of curly fries later I had melted even further into my bed, and decided it was probably healthy to leave the mattress at least once every 24 hours. So I peeled myself off of the sheets and took the elevator downstairs, crossed the street and stretched myself out onto the hotel's white beach chairs. I put my sunglasses on, pulled out my magazine, and dug my toes into the sand. Yep, this intern life is a tough one... but someone's gotta do it.