- FACT #1: I am on Day 2 of a 3-day nip binge.
- FACT #2: I woke up this morning, on my back, in the center of the livingroom--and I don't remember how I got there.
- FACT #3: No one will look me in the eye and I hear whispers that mysteriously stop as I pass by.
- FACT #4: If I had a job, I would be calling in sick because of my nip-hangover.
- FACT #5: My mom is threatening to make me "get a job" to pay for my addiction to "kitty-smack." (Between you and me...other than ruling an empire, what is an exiled empress qualified to do?)
I think I need an intervention.