It’s true– if you ever see me as ecstatic as that first panel these days, the cause of it can probably be revealed by a urine test. It’s not my fault life sucks, though. I blame that god character Christians keep telling me about. He seems to start a lot of shit, but then it’s all YOUR problem. I would also blame all the guys who I’ve liked who haven’t much liked me in return, if I thought any of them would feel guilty about it. In that sixth panel there, that’s a Jonas Brothers calendar hanging on the wall. I suppose I could claim that it’s a fictional addition to my apartment, but I won’t.