On Saturday I went on a spontaneous trip to Disneyland due to the good fortune of not having to work. And this free Saturday was going to be damn well taken advantage of...so despite a slight hangover, off we went, Emma and I.
We arrived at the land of happy in good spirits...until we went on our first ride; Tower of Terror. I'd clearly underestimated my hangover because after 5 drastic stomache churning drops on the damn ride, I ended up stumbling to the nearest goofy hat souvenir store with a pounding headache and frowny face. My first purchases of the day at Disneyland: Advil and Pepto Bismol. Seriously style cramping.
After my massive grumpiness wore off with the 'Ijustmaybarfrightnow' feeling, the rest of the day went swimmingly.
I made sure to eat a frozen banana. Because that is what I do at Disneyland. Eat a chocolate covered. Frozen. Banana.