Thanks Elke
As suspected my AV has become a chatty cathy overnight. Luckily for me it has no arms to reach with and no legs to take it to the liquor store. No, all the AV has is a loud mouth which currently screaming in my head like a 2 year old. It's a sad little parasitic entity of my own creation in the throws of a tantrum. To that I say, "scream away cause I'm starving your withering little @ss out". It's fits affect me far less than they used to because it is no longer accompanied by physical cravings for alcohol....which frankly makes things far easier on me.... now it's just a choice to be made within my lil ole head.