Stupid Me

Ok so I'm going to continue the story that I couldn't before. The problem is this time I have a few pints in me. Note this isn't for the squeamish.


So last night our roommate comes in around 3:00 in the morning, no problem there, but then not an hour later she starts to make this funny noise, sort of like hacking. And then suddenly I hear the sound of her puking. Great, just great. Luckily her bunk is across the room, I ask if she is alright after 5 minutes of this and offer her some water, she says she is fine, starts apologizing so I go back to sleep, trying not to think about the puke either on the floor or in the trash can...hoping desperately for the later.

Morning comes and as I get out of bed I peek around the corner of my bed to where her bunk is. Oh and what do I see to my surprise, something wet on the floor. Before I care to investigate further I get out of there and tell Cheryl about all that she slept through. On my way to breakfast, which I no longer felt like, I told the front desk about the situation so they could clean it up.

Breakfast came and went, and alas it was time to return to the room. This time I ventured another look. When I did I was embarrassed to note that she had simply spilt some water. She was awake and explain (and apologized again) that she had had a coughing fit. Oops my mistake.

Today we went to the Dynamic Earth exhibit which is something that is more suitable for kids. Then we walked around and decided to go and see a movie. Children of Men. It was good, if you forget about the half hour of commercials and previews before it. I enjoyed it. We may have done something else but it's Thanksgiving and my first attempt to have Haggis has failed so I'm going to bed.