The problem I have when PUI is that I'm either a) happy drunk to the point of utter incoherency and can barely string together five words, or b) emotionally intoxicated with little else but depressive thoughts of shame, regret and misery running through my head. Dangerous posting conditions, I think, though you guys would get a good dose of what really goes on in the grey matter.
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