Dear the Reader,
It's been too long. I apologise for not being around. Uni seriously takes its toll on me sometimes. But I'm back and you have me uni free for about 4 months.
People ask me every now and then why I don't drink. The reason is not a complicated one. In fact it is all in this news story from Broome.
When I go riding crocs I'm gonna be sober. I'm not an idiot.
Educate. Entertain. Inspire.
It feels churlish of me to wish that poor idiot ill, and yet I really hope his leg got well and truly infected, such that he had time to sit and reflect on his idiocy and examine the role that alcohol had to play in it. And I hope that instead of it becoming something to be bragged about ie "Oh man, you won't believe what I did one time when I was totally trashed...", I hope instead he learns some shame and humility and can truly see what a lucky escape he had. God spared him. I would start to wonder why, if I was him. Point to ponder?
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