The way [i[I[/i] see it:
Alchohol: Rock up, have a few drinks, feeling good, the night's possibilities seem endless, drink a few more, having a grand ol' time now - everyone's yucking it up, you're pumped, you and your drinking buddy are the funniest (and best looking and most sophisticated!) people alive, the room is yours, a few more drinks, you start to lose control, a few more, you make an ass of yourself, suddenly you can't remember what happened during the last half hour, why is my shirt wet? Why is everyone looking at me?. Next morning, spewing up, aching head, asking everyone what you got up to, feeling worse and worse as you hear the stupid things you got up to (but DAMN, didn't they seem funny at the time?... if you can remember them, that is! Did I REALLY do that?). Body and mind feel overused, abused.
Pills - Plan, Source, Purchase, Share, Ingest, Anticipate, come up, acheive clarity, euphoria, connection, community, and dare I say plur?, communicate, "this is/these are the best pill(s) I've ever had", GOD I FEEL GOOD, flirt with thoughts of enforcing world peace by spiking water supplies, what if everyone felt this way all of the time?, peak is over, coming down (pills just don't seem to affect me like they used to! I think I've "lost the magic"), minor concerns about what you've been dribling about for the last couple of hours, but nothing major - they are lofty, worthy ideals after all! (damn I wish I hand another pill!)... head off home to bed, eventually drift off to sleep. Awake next morning/afternoon, a little drowsy but otherwise fine. Body and Mind feel thoroughly exercised. I think I'll lay off the pills for a while... I just don't seem to get what I used to out of them... etc. etc.