HUNGOVER AS s***!!!! WTF did I drink last night. Woke up with one of the worst hangovers probably since college...f***ing birthdays...and tequila...and smirinoff ice. Anyways, the day was going to be spent in Rotorua, billed as a cheaper place to do extreme sports and the birthplace of ZORBING (Brian could barely contain himself). So we showed up to the first zorbing "arena" and started watching these dumbass people get inside a big plastic hamster ball and getting rolled down a huge hill. I was so hungover, I threw up on my mouth a little everytime another zorb went down the hill. Zorbing was quickly vetoed and we went to the street luging course. I sacked up, strapped on a helmet and got ready to roll.