How you found LSD
I was, um, feeling especially chubby and disgusting one evening after binging on Mott's applesauce, so to faciliatate a fat burn-a-thon I decided to score some speed, also known on the streets as LSD. An internet search landed me here. I didn't get the drug kind of LSD, but I did get so much more than I was looking for. No wait, less.
How your posting style changed over time
I used to just let it flow, to tap into the godhead and receive a kegstand of worldly wisdom until it came spewing out the sides of my mouth, into your ears, soiling your pathetic sloganized baby-tees, and I maybe even threw up a little. Once people started to hate, I really retreated into my shell, became the proverbial isolatto like Ishmael in Moby's male private part or Horton in Horton Hears a Who.
Whether you were mostly shticks or mostly just you and how that changed over time if at all
I've always been myself but, through meditation (thinking hard), I've been able to become more myself.
How many alts you have, if any
Just one, barbiegirl. She started as a way for me to hone my writing chops, try on a different voice, but things got weird when I started to feel this, like, really intense affection for her, or hornyness or whatev, like it was the voice of some hot angst-filled sex machine speaking through my delicate fingers. It was not the first time I'd fantasized about making love to myself or one of my characters (Did you see me as the coach of a hard luck little league team in Hard Ball? I wanted to marry myself, settle down and start a family of sassy inner-city youths. Plus my hair looked awesome.), but my fantasies really got in the way of my prose style and I had to shut it down.
anything else that you think is interesting
I am currently working on a screenplay describing my experiences at LSD. I will play all of the male leads by carefully matching wigs and emotions to the different characters, and Sandy Bullock will play the female leads by using a variety of funny accents and pratfalls to indicate being different people, like a Joe vs. The Volcano kinda thing, but with fewer distracting facial expressions. It will end with a battle royale between J and Hank Rearden, but just as Hank is about to lose he turns into a creature of pure light which, I guess, symbolizes that he has learned to love dark people and poor people. The Strad character will pop her head into frame, yell a non-sequitor, and quickly pop out of frame again, and she'll do this once every minute. It will be very sophisticated.