Letter explaining my absence of absinthe...

Dear Kell, I'm sorry I've not written to you since the 18th. I've actually been drunk these last two weeks. I hope all has been well. I'd have really liked to have gotten a picture with you while you and Fiona were on the gulf coast, but I'm afraid I'd left my camera at the zoo. I intend on continuing the letters, but times have been rough the last few weeks. We found out that our grass has weeds, and that the privacy fence, intended to keep our privacy, has been in fact, telling all of our secrets to the neighbors...I'm afraid the only thing that's been able to shake my soul has been the whiskey...things are better now...things will continue as planned. Your Friend, John Daniels