Ignorance is bliss.
I figured, given a long enough timeline, that I would be able to eventually reduce my above-average intelligence to something a little...happier.
And now I learn that marijuana's effects on the brain have been overstated:
In other words, the amount of pot consumed had no measurable impact on cognitive performance.
Fuck. I'm too old and too much of a pothead to start any kind of serious drinking program.
I'm too rational to start a meth lab. I mean, If I'm going to go to all that trouble, I'm better off building that coffee table I keep promising my wife.
I hate needles, so no heroin, and I'm cheap, so forget cocaine. Some of the OTC opiates are quite nice, and I've plenty of compliant doctors at my disposal, but the middle-age white guy with a stash of Ativan or Oxy is even more cliche than the pothead, so thanks but no thanks.
Could be worse, I suppose. At least I can get still get high.