VIP Bahama Mama!


Operation Bahama mama is in full effect. What does that mean? GTL baby! (Gym Tanning Laundry, a la Jersey Shore). I haven't been to the Bahamas in 3 years. My mom has what I like to call, a gambling problem and the people at Atlantis Paradise Island try to lure her back all the time. She isn't a high roller or anything. She's one of those ladies you see at the slots with a cigarette and a drink in her hand, sitting at a machine that she has claimed as her own. God forbid she gets up to use the bathroom and someone STEALS her machine. Also, my mom thinks she's a baller because they send her a limo at the airport.
Anyway, I enjoy Atlantis but I've been there so many times It's not exciting. I literally lay in the sun from 11am-5pm, drinking daiquiris all day. Maybe this time will be different because we are going with two people who have never been. Regardless, I gotta get my fitness on, unemployment can be terrible on the figure.

I got my velvet rope in the mail today! For my Halloween parties I've decided to go as a VIP. I'm going to hang the rope around my self with fishing wire, carry a paper on a clip board with VIP written on top and only my name on the list. I'll wear some sexy club outfit, it will be perfect. I'm not one to get excited about Halloween, but this is the first year I've actually planned ahead. I feel like I should put the shit on my resume.

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