My topics were "Wasps", "Retinol" and an untitled about how Jesus himself would have to come back to Earth to get me to go see New Moon. I scrapped all of them. Why? The wasp at lunch was annoying/funny/terrifying but not sure if the little guy warranted an entry. Not enough drama. No one was allergic and no one got stung. I cannot regale you with tales of epi-pens.
I also decided against going into detail about how Retinol is wreaking havoc on my face. I went to the dermatologist as a referral for a mole and left with Retinol samples and a $50 off coupon in case my insurance doesn't cover the full prescription. Also, got a crazy price list of cosmetic procedures that are definitely not covered. Again, not enough drama. The mole I had forever and was not the least bit worried about it. If it was going to cause trouble, it would have done so a long time ago. Unless, of course, my mole is as lazy as I am.
New Moon. Enough said. The only drama here is the insane rant that bubbles up in my throat at the mere mention of it.
Amenities of Room 333: Three complimentary meals. Three towel sets. Third Floor Suite.
