I come to you live from my basement where I can't really type well because my hands are all shaky and my arms are weak because I'm loooooow. Whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.....

Ok, so I'm not so low anymore because I ate my skittles, and then because I felt like it, sat here eating even more skittles. Which I will have to go take some insulin for so I don't go HIGH AS A KITE!!!!

Ok, so this isn't quite as much fun now that I'm not low anymore, so I will stop. But I will pose one question to the general public (of about 2) that read this..

Why oh why do people think that in order to have a good time you need to be drunk?