2016-04-03 at 6:40 AM UTC
ugh, this shitty town again, always the same, where rich and empty comes to die. I hate "coming home" plus it's hot as dick and I cant sleep because of it.
2016-04-03 at 1:50 PM UTC
About a week ago or so, when the migraine first occured, I felt really nausous getting off work, came home, was up for a while, went to sleep and slept for fucking ever (my day off) woke up like 12-13 hours latwr and my head was throbbing. Was outta weed (smoked in the morning) so I caaled my coworker at work, then called the one off work and met up with her at another coworkers house and pickrd up a dime at 1am. Smoked a blunt with her, and 3 other coworkers and was gonna go to the laundrymat thats open 24/7 since I had work the next night. I was too stoned and my nausea wasnt as bad but I still felt fucky. My head at this point was just tender and I fell asleep as soon as I got home. Woke up early and went and di my shit but my head was and still has been fuzzy since. That night I literally felt like I was drugged with a tranquilizer, I was so fucky. This 'almost a headache but not quite' has been for about a week and it comes and goes into a migraine. I feel fuzzy in the head and justtnot right and its been for a week or so. I wish I just fucking felt better. Gos this sucks.
2016-04-03 at 7:37 PM UTC
So I got double cucked, srs. My girlfriend(esque) comes over and while we were about to get undressed she confesses that she gave her ex(kids dad) a blowjob when she was drunk the other night. At this point she asks "do you still want me?" while simultaneously pulling my rigid cock. At this point I have a hard on par with a diamond and I'm running like a Popsicle in August. I just want this great feeling to continue so I go "mmhmm" and proceed to bang the shit out of her. I should mention that she's still being supported financially by this guy so I assume he's getting it in too..I'd almost hope at least for the money he blows on her he would get something out of it. For some reason it's like I should at least be disappointed in her or in myself for being a poor judgement of character but I'd be lying if I said I was hurt or in a rage about it. I did like her despite her being pretty dumb and not being able to really hold a conversation.
Actually despite being double cucked I feel like..[video]https://giphy.com/gifs/poWLYSodVfB3W/html5[/video]
2016-04-04 at 8:02 PM UTC
Yeah, I did have a heart attack. As for head trauma right up prior to the heart attack, I tripped coming in my house after days of not sleeping and driving back from down south and slammed into the railing going to my porch. It stunned me for a minute and my head was ringing for hours after. This was over a month ago, though. My head finally seemed to clear up for the most part, but at times it seems fuzzy. I couldnt recall this other coworkers name Id worked with when she was right in front of me, though she had thoroughly pissed me off, so maybe that was it- also I hadnt had sleep before that shift so I was tired then too. Ive been hit in the head a lot in my life, I have no doubt I have something wrong due to it. Ive bee hit so hard Ive seizured before. But as for recent head trauma, the railing incident is the only thing thats happened. ive not been prone to migraines and this whole fuzzy headed feeling, feeling drugged is a whole new thing. Its not been so bad lately, but it comes and goes now, but the nausea has been fairly constant. Hoping it clears up fully soon.
2016-04-04 at 8:40 PM UTC
Ajax
African Astronaut
[rumor the placative aphakia]
@hydromorphone: didn't you say you were going to kill yourself?
2016-04-06 at 4:40 AM UTC
One time, when I used to be a pothead (ew, i know), I boiled my weed pipe to get the resin out. After boiling I did the usual, I used a coffee enhancement and got rid of the excess water so i was left with a shit ton of resin. I usually never scraped my pipe or cleaned to save up my resin for when I was out of weed. Well, obviously, the resin was wet and had to wait to be dry to smoke correctly. Well, I just couldn't wait, so I put it in the microwave and HOLY SHIT, it started sparking like it was a fork or something! Why is that? Isn't weed natural, so, why would it create a reaction like that? I've heard it has happened to another person I know so I know it wasn't just the weed, anyways, it was a ton of dif. kinds of weed cuz the resin had been building up for a while.
Obbe
Alan What?
[annoy my right-angled speediness]
Microwaves work by sending out electromagnetic waves that vibrate the water, fat and sugar molecules in food, creating heat. The microwave generates an electric field, but the intensity of the electricity varies throughout the microwave. When you put multiple pieces of almost any dense, mineral-rich material in the electric field, the pieces will develop different individual charges, and that will sometimes cause sparks between the pieces.
2016-04-06 at 6:07 AM UTC
That feeling when you're done autistic-obsessively customizing your new phone. It's beautiful, it's so...optimal. :')
2016-04-06 at 3:55 PM UTC
Thank god for Crouton, amirite? Best cure for hangovers. EVER. Well, actual opiates would be better but, meh, Crouton is the best LEGAL cure.
2016-04-07 at 3:02 AM UTC
What if virtual reality causes an explosion of hikikomori in Japan? I could definitely see it happening eventually. In fact, I'd say it's inevitable.
I was reading this and the main thing that my mind was drawn to was how it would it feel to have virtual people sitting in the theater with you. As I've said before, it's how the (relatively) primitive brain perceives it that matters. But, even when I'm around people I feel alone. There may be no difference between this and actually going to a meatspace theater in terms of bio-psychological benefit, they're faceless strangers either way. Even in VR I'd probably be afraid to actually speak to people through mic alone or with avatars, to try to form any connection.
2016-04-07 at 7:20 PM UTC
Sitting on a beach right now, trying to hold my eyes open. I am loaded full of opiates and benzos, and my parents don't know that I use hard drugs, so they keep feeding me full of alcohol. Probably going to die in my sleep, but if I don't, I will be back on Sunday night. Fuck all of you.
