Gangstas Paradise

Well here I am, trapped in paradise again. (well, willingly submitting to it this time) I am here, it is pretty, I am happy to be here. It is very, very strange and deja vu like. I have 10 boyfriends, 6 of their names are Antonio. I got sick from a Dominican hot dog and was dry heaving at 6 in the morning. Embassy owns a private beach club about 1/2 a mile away that they shuttle us to whenever we want. I'm very happy about this. I met a man from Boston named Richard who wanted to buy me a drink. Once I realized he wanted me to drink in his condo, I was like, uhhh... no way never. There are lots of random animals and strange dogs running rampid. I think that may have been my dinner last night. The restaurant at Embassy is terrible. I will only eat the free breakfast. The coffee is GOOD. I was in so much shock that I drank 2 cups. Glory to God. Okay, I'm out. Miss you Lora!