A few of my friends went on a serious oxycontin binge
It was all well and good until they stopped, and became dope-sick and irate and totally fucked up
Painkillers are nasty stuff. Even though they make you feel better then anything in the whole world. Especially if you mix morphine with oc/codeine/etc.
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edited June 2009
Virgina
To my knowledge, you can get synthetic THC pills in certain parts of the state if you have terminal cancer, but other then that it's all out. Which is asinine, because they want me to take physically addictive benziodiazapenes instead of weed, which is way less threatening and achieves the same approximate level of anxiety mitigation and life-dealing-with-ability.
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Kovakdid a lot of drugsmarried cher?Registered Userregular
edited June 2009
i believe in and am fascinated by marijuanas medical qualities
What you need in order to escape the ill effects of weed...is self-motivation and self-control.
If you don't have that, you're likely to become a stereotype stoner.
I have this theory that people who smoke pot don't necessarily become lazy. But rather, if you're lazy, AND you smoke pot, you'll probably become that stereotype.
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edited June 2009
I've found the secret to avoiding pathetic stonerdom is merely to avoid smoking in the mornings or prior to acting responsible, or whatever the average stoners equivalent of responsible is
I found that when I had a bowlpack at the end of the day to motivate me I was substantially happier, more secure, and more likely to get everything done knowing that I had earned that evanescent, wonderful, stoney rest at the end of the day.
I've found the secret to avoiding pathetic stonerdom is merely to avoid smoking in the mornings or prior to acting responsible, or whatever the average stoners equivalent of responsible is
I found that when I had a bowlpack at the end of the day to motivate me I was substantially happier, more secure, and more likely to get everything done knowing that I had earned that evanescent, wonderful, stoney rest at the end of the day.
Now I really want a bong hit.
lets live together
work hard all day, get home, one hard bong hit and go about your life
A hit before bed is quite delightful, although if I'm not careful it tends to cause grogginess in the morning.
A hit before bed, and then laying back and falling asleep to a podcast was how I got through some of my shittier years in college working manual labor jobs.
I've found the secret to avoiding pathetic stonerdom is merely to avoid smoking in the mornings or prior to acting responsible, or whatever the average stoners equivalent of responsible is
I found that when I had a bowlpack at the end of the day to motivate me I was substantially happier, more secure, and more likely to get everything done knowing that I had earned that evanescent, wonderful, stoney rest at the end of the day.
Now I really want a bong hit.
lets live together
work hard all day, get home, one hard bong hit and go about your life
Well, I prefer more like three or four bowlpacks out of a decent sized bong, but it's really all about getting nice and toasted once you've accomplished everything you need to do.
What vexes me so regularly is the inability of my peers to reach this middle-ground
Actually, I smoked all four years through college, and graduated with something like a 3.7 at my state school. Like I said, if you're self-motivated and smoke a little weed, there's really nothing to worry about. If you're a lazy shit and you start to smoke the weed, you're sort of fucked.
I've found the secret to avoiding pathetic stonerdom is merely to avoid smoking in the mornings or prior to acting responsible, or whatever the average stoners equivalent of responsible is
I found that when I had a bowlpack at the end of the day to motivate me I was substantially happier, more secure, and more likely to get everything done knowing that I had earned that evanescent, wonderful, stoney rest at the end of the day.
Now I really want a bong hit.
lets live together
work hard all day, get home, one hard bong hit and go about your life
Well, I prefer more like three or four bowlpacks out of a decent sized bong, but it's really all about getting nice and toasted once you've accomplished everything you need to do.
What vexes me so regularly is the inability of my peers to reach this middle-ground
really you just have to establish what it is you need to do that day and do it
afterwards you can do whatever it is you please
°~°
FandyienBut Otto, what about us? Registered Userregular
edited June 2009
Yeah. I was a lazy, ungrateful, overall assfuck in highschool. After my two friends left, I was the school pothead, and everyone knew it. It was good times but I'm glad I got them out of the way before I became a legal adult whose family has invested a great deal of quantifiable assets into the educatoin thereof, and I want to make the best of it.
I'm pretty glad I spent high school fucking around, skipping school, committing petty crimes, and getting fucked up for no reason. Because now I have no interest in doing that in college, where most people flip out and fuck themselves over.
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Kovakdid a lot of drugsmarried cher?Registered Userregular
edited June 2009
the nicest part about weed is how not really inebriating it is
it allows a high functioning life style
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FandyienBut Otto, what about us? Registered Userregular
edited June 2009
Weed isn't inebriating in the slightest
It saps my motivation to a degree and sort of mitigates my immediate interests when I'm mega high, but if it comes down to it, I am equally functional when toasted
Or at least I was. It's been a week so I hopefully my tolerance has decreased some, though four years of smoking five times a day preceding this might make that unlikely.
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Actually, I smoked all four years through college, and graduated with something like a 3.7 at my state school. Like I said, if you're self-motivated and smoke a little weed, there's really nothing to worry about. If you're a lazy shit and you start to smoke the weed, you're sort of fucked.
I'm already a lazy fucker. If I smoked pot I'd be that stereotypical overweight pothead who lives in a rat's nest of an apartment and is a cereal afficionado.
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Kovakdid a lot of drugsmarried cher?Registered Userregular
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i get high and go to the gym at least 5 days a week
getting high gets me all pumped and motivated
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Actually, I smoked all four years through college, and graduated with something like a 3.7 at my state school. Like I said, if you're self-motivated and smoke a little weed, there's really nothing to worry about. If you're a lazy shit and you start to smoke the weed, you're sort of fucked.
I'm already a lazy fucker. If I smoked pot I'd be that stereotypical overweight pothead who lives in a rat's nest of an apartment and is a cereal afficionado.
The first step is accepting you are lazy.
The second step is hatefully, angrily, grudgingly, but successfully not being lazy most of the time. The third step is, at the end of that grudging series of events, getting hyper-lazy and eating like six bowls of cocoa puffs.
I had to do...everything...lots and lots of pills, catheter in the wang, urinate orange/red pee in a bottle, wear a diaper and use it extensively and get wiped up by a nurse.
Lines in my thigh, chest, wrist, the inner part of the arm where the elbow is, kidney biopsy where I wasn't fully knocked out, hallucinations from drugs, including one nice one where I'm in a warm pool with three lovely nurses. I was knocked out for ten days. Feeding tube up the nose.
Plasmapheresis, something like 9 blood transfusions because of blood in my urine and pulmonary hemorrhaging.
I managed to get WoW and a 360 from awesome high school classmates. Still on some drugs though.
i get high and go to the gym at least 5 days a week
getting high gets me all pumped and motivated
This used to work for me, but not so much after these past years of constant smokeage. I usually smoke incredibly high grade indica, though, because my mental state is usually fine, and I appreciate the feeling stoned, munchy relaxation
But upon acquisition of light, high-grade sativas, I admit that waking up and taking a few hits can give you an awesome perspective on the day to come
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MetalbourneInside a cluster b personalityRegistered Userregular
Actually, I smoked all four years through college, and graduated with something like a 3.7 at my state school. Like I said, if you're self-motivated and smoke a little weed, there's really nothing to worry about. If you're a lazy shit and you start to smoke the weed, you're sort of fucked.
I'm already a lazy fucker. If I smoked pot I'd be that stereotypical overweight pothead who lives in a rat's nest of an apartment and is a cereal afficionado.
The first step is accepting you are lazy.
The second step is hatefully, angrily, grudgingly, but successfully not being lazy most of the time. The third step is, at the end of that grudging series of events, getting hyper-lazy and eating like six bowls of cocoa puffs.
Actually, a guy I was in the military with explained it to me in a way that rang true in my mind and has been something I've lived by ever since: "Time management is just getting the stuff you have to do done as quickly as possible so that you have more time to screw around."
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FandyienBut Otto, what about us? Registered Userregular
I had to do...everything...lots and lots of pills, catheter in the wang, urinate orange/red pee in a bottle, wear a diaper and use it extensively and get wiped up by a nurse.
Lines in my thigh, chest, wrist, the inner part of the arm where the elbow is, kidney biopsy where I wasn't fully knocked out, hallucinations from drugs, including one nice one where I'm in a warm pool with three lovely nurses. I was knocked out for ten days. Feeding tube up the nose.
Plasmapheresis, something like 9 blood transfusions because of blood in my urine and pulmonary hemorrhaging.
I managed to get WoW and a 360 from awesome high school classmates. Still on some drugs though.
Wow, man. That is terrible. The worst part about taking lots of stuff for physical ailments is the havoc they wreak on your body while doing nothing mitigate the psychological pain that almost always prefaces.
Actually, I smoked all four years through college, and graduated with something like a 3.7 at my state school. Like I said, if you're self-motivated and smoke a little weed, there's really nothing to worry about. If you're a lazy shit and you start to smoke the weed, you're sort of fucked.
I'm already a lazy fucker. If I smoked pot I'd be that stereotypical overweight pothead who lives in a rat's nest of an apartment and is a cereal afficionado.
The first step is accepting you are lazy.
The second step is hatefully, angrily, grudgingly, but successfully not being lazy most of the time. The third step is, at the end of that grudging series of events, getting hyper-lazy and eating like six bowls of cocoa puffs.
Actually, a guy I was in the military with explained it to me in a way that rang true in my mind and has been something I've lived by ever since: "Time management is just getting the stuff you have to do done as quickly as possible so that you have more time to screw around."
Those are words to live by
Screwing around is only satisfying if it's prefaced by not screwing around
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Snowbeati need somethingto kick this thing's ass over the lineRegistered Userregular
I should have gone to the hospital at this point, but they failed to find anything of consequence
AMP'd on
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FandyienBut Otto, what about us? Registered Userregular
edited June 2009
Someone was trying to sell me hydromorphone the other day
Methadone, too. I was just all "naw that sounds retarded but thanks anyway". It's easier to kick almost any habit then those sorts of heavy bullshit.
The reason I don't do that stuff anymore is because I remember the look in my best friend (at the time, a few years back) eyes after this terrifying criminal scumbag had given him a free line of heroin. There was nothing there. Totally devoid of the spark that indicates, this person is alive.
I've had plenty of tubes up my butt. It was alright.
Catheters and butt-tubes seem like they'd be pretty great for a lazy fucker like myself. Imagine an 18 hour video gaming session without bathroom breaks!
when i had the stroke, i refused to have a catheter put in
when one of my legs was still paralyzed i one-armed myself into a wheelchair and got my dad to push me to the can and then i one-armed myself onto the toilet
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A few of my friends went on a serious oxycontin binge
It was all well and good until they stopped, and became dope-sick and irate and totally fucked up
Painkillers are nasty stuff. Even though they make you feel better then anything in the whole world. Especially if you mix morphine with oc/codeine/etc.
To my knowledge, you can get synthetic THC pills in certain parts of the state if you have terminal cancer, but other then that it's all out. Which is asinine, because they want me to take physically addictive benziodiazapenes instead of weed, which is way less threatening and achieves the same approximate level of anxiety mitigation and life-dealing-with-ability.
If you don't have that, you're likely to become a stereotype stoner.
I have this theory that people who smoke pot don't necessarily become lazy. But rather, if you're lazy, AND you smoke pot, you'll probably become that stereotype.
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I found that when I had a bowlpack at the end of the day to motivate me I was substantially happier, more secure, and more likely to get everything done knowing that I had earned that evanescent, wonderful, stoney rest at the end of the day.
Now I really want a bong hit.
lets live together
work hard all day, get home, one hard bong hit and go about your life
A hit before bed, and then laying back and falling asleep to a podcast was how I got through some of my shittier years in college working manual labor jobs.
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Well, I prefer more like three or four bowlpacks out of a decent sized bong, but it's really all about getting nice and toasted once you've accomplished everything you need to do.
What vexes me so regularly is the inability of my peers to reach this middle-ground
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really you just have to establish what it is you need to do that day and do it
afterwards you can do whatever it is you please
°~°
the hamster can't get in through all the poop coming out
I'm pretty glad I spent high school fucking around, skipping school, committing petty crimes, and getting fucked up for no reason. Because now I have no interest in doing that in college, where most people flip out and fuck themselves over.
it allows a high functioning life style
It saps my motivation to a degree and sort of mitigates my immediate interests when I'm mega high, but if it comes down to it, I am equally functional when toasted
Or at least I was. It's been a week so I hopefully my tolerance has decreased some, though four years of smoking five times a day preceding this might make that unlikely.
I'm already a lazy fucker. If I smoked pot I'd be that stereotypical overweight pothead who lives in a rat's nest of an apartment and is a cereal afficionado.
getting high gets me all pumped and motivated
The first step is accepting you are lazy.
The second step is hatefully, angrily, grudgingly, but successfully not being lazy most of the time. The third step is, at the end of that grudging series of events, getting hyper-lazy and eating like six bowls of cocoa puffs.
Hell I've even had major surgery. It was pretty sweet.
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Apparently, I had this: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wegener%27s_granulomatosis
I had to do...everything...lots and lots of pills, catheter in the wang, urinate orange/red pee in a bottle, wear a diaper and use it extensively and get wiped up by a nurse.
Lines in my thigh, chest, wrist, the inner part of the arm where the elbow is, kidney biopsy where I wasn't fully knocked out, hallucinations from drugs, including one nice one where I'm in a warm pool with three lovely nurses. I was knocked out for ten days. Feeding tube up the nose.
Plasmapheresis, something like 9 blood transfusions because of blood in my urine and pulmonary hemorrhaging.
I managed to get WoW and a 360 from awesome high school classmates. Still on some drugs though.
This used to work for me, but not so much after these past years of constant smokeage. I usually smoke incredibly high grade indica, though, because my mental state is usually fine, and I appreciate the feeling stoned, munchy relaxation
But upon acquisition of light, high-grade sativas, I admit that waking up and taking a few hits can give you an awesome perspective on the day to come
Actually, a guy I was in the military with explained it to me in a way that rang true in my mind and has been something I've lived by ever since: "Time management is just getting the stuff you have to do done as quickly as possible so that you have more time to screw around."
Wow, man. That is terrible. The worst part about taking lots of stuff for physical ailments is the havoc they wreak on your body while doing nothing mitigate the psychological pain that almost always prefaces.
Those are words to live by
Screwing around is only satisfying if it's prefaced by not screwing around
everyone here should be quarantined
Other then poo
time before that was so they could hollow out my mastoid process deep inside my ear, for the 2nd time
9 people died
A train ran into the back of another which was stopped on the tracks.
http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/discussion/2009/06/23/DI2009062301245.html
http://www.wjla.com/news/stories/0609/634125.html
Also I enjoy the attitude, "Oh man I almost died, but I didn't... hospitals are the worst!"
hydromorphone/dilaudid/palladone (same thing)
shit is amazing
too amazing
it will fix your pains and make you feel wonderful
have fun kicking it, though
took me near a fucking year
and i still get the itch at times
I should have gone to the hospital at this point, but they failed to find anything of consequence
Methadone, too. I was just all "naw that sounds retarded but thanks anyway". It's easier to kick almost any habit then those sorts of heavy bullshit.
The reason I don't do that stuff anymore is because I remember the look in my best friend (at the time, a few years back) eyes after this terrifying criminal scumbag had given him a free line of heroin. There was nothing there. Totally devoid of the spark that indicates, this person is alive.
Fuck. That.
holy god, i would have signed my soul away to end that pain
it remains the most painful thing i have ever personally experienced in my entire life
i still have nightmares about it
Catheters and butt-tubes seem like they'd be pretty great for a lazy fucker like myself. Imagine an 18 hour video gaming session without bathroom breaks!
That's a hell of an experience.
they are unpleasant
when i had the stroke, i refused to have a catheter put in
when one of my legs was still paralyzed i one-armed myself into a wheelchair and got my dad to push me to the can and then i one-armed myself onto the toilet
because fuck catheters, seriously