I'm ridiculously dramatic and monumentally stupid, I know this and am also gifted with being self-aware. So, in the interest of said self-awareness, I need to get my head on straight. That means I'm cutting myself off. Entirely.
Things were shit, and then they were okay and then they were kind of shit again, and now that I'm here, I definitely went overboard on the drinking and sex and drugs. I was painfully useless when stuck in the jungle two days ago - sorry Peter, you're lovely and your girlfriend is very lucky - and I've been ... a mess.
So, here we go. Yoga, virgin drinks, actually doing my job and magical research and practice. I've got this.
(That said, I'm not cruel enough to cut all of you off, so I'll still help out with cocktails at any party after a week or so. This week probably won't be that great, as I've learned in the past. But at least I'm not quitting smoking, cause ha my willpower is not that grand.)