The top of my head being unscrewed, my consciousness drifting further and further from my senses and actions, nearing a sense of euphoria. What's in the water?

I read some comics today. Reread Minus caught up on Great, and everything on Riotfish. You know, Riotfish probably has more to do with my frame of mind than the water. Especially reading Newspaper Comic Strip and 1989 all in together.