May 5
So much for my plan to cut myself off after a couple of drinks––major fail on that front. Ugh. Oh, and Mark's cousin, August, is not gay. The gay cousin Mark had mentioned in the past was evidently not August. I jumped to the wrong conclusion there. My mistake. August is SO not gay. Wowza.
I'm sitting out on the balcony of the room I split with Glinda, but I ended up not sleeping in it. I know... scandalous, right?? There's more to come on that in a bit.
I can hear Glinda snoring softly inside. I'm on my fourth aspirin and second bottle of water. I splurged and ordered us a room service tray that has bacon, pancakes and a bowl of the juiciest, most delicious mango I've ever tasted. Glinda didn't even stir when they brought it in.
The worst edge of my headache is beginning to ease
