Look, I won’t lie to you people — I went on a bit of an OxyContin bender over the past week. It wasn’t that out of control, mind you. No more than 20 a day. 30, 40 tops. Except for that day or two where I hit 50.
But that’s not the point. The point is: can you blame me? A former U.S. Vice President shot me in the ass, for christ’s sake! Ask yourself what you would do in that situation before you start pointing fingers all over the place.
Besides, the good news is that I’ve slowed down the Oxy train considerably, and will be returning to work tomorrow morning. Moreover, you can expect a return to daily blog posts as of now. Though this counts as a post. Just so we’re clear on that.
Anyhow, I’m off to the pool. If you hear anyone screaming, pay it no mind; it’s just a figment of your imagination. Ta-ta.