At least for the moment.
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On my cross country trip I went to an after party in Austin and this guy pulled out this case and started handing everyone all manor of drugs. It reminded me of one of my favorite passages from Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas.
We had two bags of grass, seventy-five pellets of mescaline, five sheets of high powered blotter acid, a salt shaker half full of cocaine, and a whole galaxy of multi-colored uppers, downers, screamers, laughers… and also a quart of tequila, a quart of rum, a case of beer, a pint of raw ether and two dozen amyls. Not that we needed all this for the trip, but once you get locked in a serious drug collection, the tendency is to push it as far as you can.