Friday, May 30, 2008
This morning I woke up and found myself unwittingly cast as a supporting actor on our own family version of "Intervention". It's kept me away from the blog all day. Suffice it to say that NOBODY should ever... EVER... accept a drink from a strange man. If you do you might actually die from the fucking morphine they slipped in your drink. And if you don't die you will fail the drug test you take two days later (completely coincidental) and your doctor will think you are a drug addict. And, really, no amount of explaining will convince them otherwise and pretty soon your whole family will begin to wonder if you are actually a drug addict or just an irresponsible 21 year old (it is sometimes very hard to discern between the two) who would, in fact, both wear a "I'm 21" birthday tiara and then accept drinks from creepy strangers.