Party boya self portrait

There once was a party boy who never went to any parties. But this person partied. And partied. And partied some more; always thinking it was Ok to party once in a while. It was sometimes a little too frequent, but it helped with the monotony of life. To escape the mundanity of an existence where there were no invitations to an actual party.

What a foolish lad. Not exceptional at all. Unfortunately fairly close to the norm for a modern human.

Being caught in a green haze was an unfortunate waste of time, but taught this party boy a valuable lesson. Humans are chemical machines, and with that in mind, what goes up, must come down.

After many years, the party stopped for party boy. He tired of walking into a room full of nasty, boring people who were fools.