Just a drifter, floating through space. What, I've got a reactor leak? No, that's just Carl down in Engineering, he doesn't bathe...

Beer is the mind-killer. Beer is the little death that
brings total obliteration. I will face my beer. I will
permit it to pass over me and through me. And when it
has gone I will turn the inner eye to see its path.
When the beer is gone there will be nothing. Only I
will remain.