When I made the promise to return to regularly scheduled broadcasts, I didn’t realize that the first dispatch would come during the worst hangover of my life.
Because my brain is chemically broken, I forgot to eat yesterday and evidently didn’t drink nearly enough water before drinking an entirely reasonable amount of tequila with my neighbor in my backy…
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