Blog of Shame

Back in college we had this saying: The walk of shame. It referred to that horrible walk back to the dorms in the harsh light of day wearing the same clothes you wore the night before, only now they reeked of stale cigarettes, warm beer and lost innocence. I mention it now because I feel as if this post is my own personal "blog of shame." I'd like to just slink back into your lives, but I think we all know what I really need is a round of antibiotics and a nice long shower.

I wish I could...