So, last night my good buddy Jason had a party out in the woods, and I think — no, I know I took it a step too far. I got hit by several greeters, and set yes to about six shots plus other things in a span of 20 minutes. I knew I had done myself in, and there was really nothing else to do but to ride it out. I blacked out after a while, so I don’t really remember much past almost falling in the lake out of the boat. I vaguely remember puking. I heard people had to take care of me, and I apologize for anyone for which I was a buzz kill. I hope at least I was amusing to watch. However, I am happy to report that I don’t feel all that bad today. Thanks for helping me, and for putting up with my antics.