So after an evening of stereotypical guy stuff and being perpetually drunk from 5:30 until 2:00, I'm reconsidering. Maybe killing my liver 24/7 is just what I need if the result is a more talkative, somewhat louder, unrestrained me. It's what I had to do in Undergrad at theatre parties until I felt comfortable enough that I didn't have to drink. Perhaps, I just need to drink until I have reprogrammed myself to be a more extroverted individual. I also found that the textual fireworks I can produce when I'm typing spill more easily from my mouth when I'm buzzed. Alcohol turns off the filter. There is nothing in the world more helpless and irresponsible and depraved than a man in the depths of an ether binge. And I knew we'd get into that rotten stuff pretty soon. This is the main advantage of ether: it makes you behave like the village drunkard in some early Irish novel ... total loss of all basic motor skills: blurred vision, no balance, numb tongue - severance of all connection between the body and the brain. Which is interesting, because the brain continues to function more or less normally ... you can actually watch yourself behaving in this terrible way, but you can't control it. Where can I procure some ether -- this ambrosian distillate?