I'm not!
I can't feel a godamn thing.
All I sense is last week's farts in my nose and when someone talks to me I only sense their pain. The words are meaningless. Ii'm DONE though.
NO MORE!
I have used the last of my sponsorship, seconding, confirmation, butressed the last prop, pillar and post, carried all I intend to bear, brace, back or base, sustained through my final tolerance, sanction, and bouyed the last leaky vessel for the day.
I rarely set out to intoxicate myself, This day is one of those rare ones.