I'm somewhere in the West Indies at the moment. Once again I passed out on a beach, this time proving that it is possible to sunburn your forehead so badly that it can swell. Its pushing my eyes slanty. I was hopping around telling the woman about how I could be the next elephant man and she could finally make a profit off her little freak. The woman grew tired of hearing it so she held me down and fed me a sedative. This upset me, so I escaped the boat, and got lost on the island. I think it was St. Martin because the locals were speaking french. I rented a wave runner from a hot french guy and drove around the island until I found the boat again. I burned my legs so badly I had to limp back onto the boat. The woman asked me what I had learned.
So I'm having a good time, the woman has learned that I drink more when she's not behaving, so she's trying to mitigate it.