Drunk Again

My own level of drunkeness seems inversely proportional to the number of sexual encounters I have. Coincidence? Probably.

In other news, I hold you in the highest contempt. Myself I love. I admire my ability to type semi-coherently in a state of near total inebriation. Huzzah!

In future episodes I will spit in your face from the midst of a spontaneous orgy.

This blog should be banned. I suppose it stops me from drunk dialling. Which is good.