I'm writing a lecture outline for something about Psychoactive Drugs. Oddly enough, as I'm working my way through the stimulants section, I find myself falling asleep. Irony worthy of Alanis Morisette? Perhaps not, because this is actual irony.
Oh sure, I expected to nod off a bit while working on opiates. But while writing about crystal meth? Jeez, I thought I'd at least be able to lift a car. Or is that PCP? I get my drugs confused.
Oh well. I'm doing Club Drugs next. I have a sudden urge to listen to a repetitive rhythm and touch strangers.
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