*nods to the photographer when he suggests a short break and walks with you off the set* *flashes a rueful smile* I can only assume that you've missed reading about my various less-than-savoury exploits. Too much to drink, too many drugs, too many of the wrong kinds of lover.
*picks up his water bottle and takes a swallow* Maybe if I'd remembered sooner, I would have avoided all of those issues. Having said that, I can hardly complain about how things have turned out. *somewhat amused* Burnt-down houses aside, of course.