Waking up in Kansas was not what I expected after an oxycodone and bourbon cocktail. I wasn't expecting to wake up at all. Not that waking up in strange places is completely unheard of for me, but Kansas, really? Even in a drug and alcohol induced haze, I don't think I'd make such a ridiculous life decision, which is why I've decided the most likely situation is, I'm hallucinating, but the delusional coffehouse girl says all my answers will be found here. I doubt it, but I have nothing better to do, I mean, who does? It's Kansas. So here I am.