im in a car right now driving to see my grandfather who won't make it the night.
That sucks Organichu. I hope you get to see him before it happens.
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or very gay if you hate emotion
I got the news my grandfather died in the parking lot on the way to a Journey concert.
We all knew his time was coming to an end, I knew what to expect.
And while I'm ashamed to admit it, at the time... I was going through this nihilistic, existential episode of a couple weeks. And at the time, I was kind of in a somber mood, and I basically refused to acknowledge any strong feelings for my grandfather. I tried to convince myself I didn't actually care about him. It was residual, social programming that I'm supposed to care.
I was basically scared that when he died I wouldn't feel a thing. I would hold "exercises" where I'd imagine that I just got the news that he died, and try to force myself to believe and internalize it as much as possible, and then gage my reaction from that. So stupid... So anyhow, from that I came to the conclusion that I was a cold, uncaring bastard that wouldn't even mourn the passing of the man who babysat me until I was 13. The man who made a leather cat-o-nine tails with my name imprinted on every lash (and never once used it).
And yet, that night, I was fucking balling in my pillow. I had to flip it over, it got so bad. And then after that go so bad I actually had to get my other pillow. And then I fucking had to flip that over, but I ended up eventually just going back to the first one and folding it funny. Worst part was that I lived in the dorm, and I'm pretty sure I woke my roommate up, despite my best efforts. He never mentioned it, though.
He didn't die from the lung cancer, or from old age. He died from a staph infection he got after having to go back for a broken hip. It killed him quickly because of his age, but... He was sick with lung cancer for 30 years...
im in a car right now driving to see my grandfather who won't make it the night.
That sucks Organichu. I hope you get to see him before it happens.
Spoiler'd for a long, sappy, non-gay story
or very gay if you hate emotion
I got the news my grandfather died in the parking lot on the way to a Journey concert.
We all knew his time was coming to an end, I knew what to expect.
And while I'm ashamed to admit it, at the time... I was going through this nihilistic, existential episode of a couple weeks. And at the time, I was kind of in a somber mood, and I basically refused to acknowledge any strong feelings for my grandfather. I tried to convince myself I didn't actually care about him. It was residual, social programming that I'm supposed to care.
I was basically scared that when he died I wouldn't feel a thing. I would hold "exercises" where I'd imagine that I just got the news that he died, and try to force myself to believe and internalize it as much as possible, and then gage my reaction from that. So stupid... So anyhow, from that I came to the conclusion that I was a cold, uncaring bastard that wouldn't even mourn the passing of the man who babysat me until I was 13. The man who made a leather cat-o-nine tails with my name imprinted on every lash (and never once used it).
And yet, that night, I was fucking balling in my pillow. I had to flip it over, it got so bad. And then after that go so bad I actually had to get my other pillow. And then I fucking had to flip that over, but I ended up eventually just going back to the first one and folding it funny. Worst part was that I lived in the dorm, and I'm pretty sure I woke my roommate up, despite my best efforts. He never mentioned it, though.
He didn't die from the lung cancer, or from old age. He died from a staph infection he got after having to go back for a broken hip. It killed him quickly because of his age, but... He was sick with lung cancer for 30 years...
I don't post in DnD often, but I lost my uncle earlier this year. I'll spare the details, but the story's similar to Keenan's. There's no words for when it hits you.
I'll raise a glass after work, with families in mind; yours and mine, Organichu.
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At my grandad's funeral I didn't feel anything. I carried the coffin and just sat there staring at nothing while he was put in. I wasn't sure what to feel.
Then my mother, who'd been watching me, came over and hugged me and said it was okay to be sad. And I cried.
True story. Emotions are tuff for me to get the hang of without directions.
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At my grandfather's funeral I was pretty indifferent. But I didn't really know any of my grandparents on my father's side. It might be different with my mother's side.
I was sobbing through the whole affair; from deathbed to funeral.
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Yeah, I felt nothing but regret for my hermit grandad. The grandad above was on my dad's side, this one was my mothers.
I felt sad that he never let us get to know him.
He sent my mother a box full of cotton with a little hole cut out once. He'd heard she had a computer so gave her a mouse nest. It was a joke, but nobody laughed or got it in my whole family. Except me, I thought it was funny.
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Wait what the fuck, how and why did Felicity have a time travel episode? I thought that show was some drama. How the fuck did it have a time travel episode?
EDIT: It's funny how there's all these shows which went down the gurgler and/or jumped the shark completely somehow and it turns out JJ Abrams was involved.
It's Star Trek. Part of me is going to watch it. The physical part. The mental part will be debating the risk of having my penis mutilated by a Terminator vs Doing Summer Glau.
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I started ADHD medication a few days ago. I actually took Adderall a while back, in middle school, but I was put on Concerta (extended release ritalin) this time cause I couldn't afford Adderall XR. I was instructed to take 1 pill for two days, then 2 for two days, then 3 if I wanted to go up. Well, I knew 1 wouldn't do anything, so I took 2 my first day, and I got rocked. It was ridiculous, I was able to focus but I also very fucked up. My heart was racing, my chest felt weird, I had a headache all day, and in general I felt all kinds of weird.
I took 1 pill today and sure enough it did jack squat. Which sucks. I'm not really sure if the intense effects of 2 pills were just because I didn't ramp up, or if that's just how I react to Concerta. I mean, it's not really a drug that you need to "ramp up" with, or at least that's my impression. But I can imagine that my body might have needed to get a little bit adjusted to it before I took two. I will probably take 1 tomorrow and then try 2, but then we're getting into Thanksgiving break and I don't really need it for that.
It's Star Trek. Part of me is going to watch it. The physical part. The mental part will be debating the risk of having my penis mutilated by a Terminator vs Doing Summer Glau.
I started ADHD medication a few days ago. I actually took Adderall a while back, in middle school, but I was put on Concerta (extended release ritalin) this time cause I couldn't afford Adderall XR. I was instructed to take 1 pill for two days, then 2 for two days, then 3 if I wanted to go up. Well, I knew 1 wouldn't do anything, so I took 2 my first day, and I got rocked. It was ridiculous, I was able to focus but I also very fucked up. My heart was racing, my chest felt weird, I had a headache all day, and in general I felt all kinds of weird.
I took 1 pill today and sure enough it did jack squat. Which sucks. I'm not really sure if the intense effects of 2 pills were just because I didn't ramp up, or if that's just how I react to Concerta. I mean, it's not really a drug that you need to "ramp up" with, or at least that's my impression. But I can imagine that my body might have needed to get a little bit adjusted to it before I took two. I will probably take 1 tomorrow and then try 2, but then we're getting into Thanksgiving break and I don't really need it for that.
Don't take adderal.
There's some research that linked ritalin to dna damage of the parts it's affecting in rats.
Ask for a non ritalin based one.
Also the reason taking 1 after 2 did jack squat is you just rocked it with 2. Your body doesn't reset itself at midnight. It can takes three or four days to overcome the effects of too high a dose as your body flushes it all.
So if you must take the adderal (and this applies if you take dexamphetamine as well), take 1 for two days, then up it to 2, exactly as they told you to. You don't know better than your doctor about this, sorry mate.
Alright. Don't screw yourself around and don't randomly up or down your dose. Keep it consistent.
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And I just came in here to talk about how there's an increase in threads about money in the H/A. We're really going to get in an economic depression, I suppose. And it won't go over fast either. We're trying to solve a crisis stemming from problems with lending too much money with lending more money.
I started ADHD medication a few days ago. I actually took Adderall a while back, in middle school, but I was put on Concerta (extended release ritalin) this time cause I couldn't afford Adderall XR. I was instructed to take 1 pill for two days, then 2 for two days, then 3 if I wanted to go up. Well, I knew 1 wouldn't do anything, so I took 2 my first day, and I got rocked. It was ridiculous, I was able to focus but I also very fucked up. My heart was racing, my chest felt weird, I had a headache all day, and in general I felt all kinds of weird.
I took 1 pill today and sure enough it did jack squat. Which sucks. I'm not really sure if the intense effects of 2 pills were just because I didn't ramp up, or if that's just how I react to Concerta. I mean, it's not really a drug that you need to "ramp up" with, or at least that's my impression. But I can imagine that my body might have needed to get a little bit adjusted to it before I took two. I will probably take 1 tomorrow and then try 2, but then we're getting into Thanksgiving break and I don't really need it for that.
Don't take adderal.
There's some research that linked ritalin to dna damage of the parts it's affecting in rats.
Ask for a non ritalin based one.
Also the reason taking 1 after 2 did jack squat is you just rocked it with 2. Your body doesn't reset itself at midnight. It can takes three or four days to overcome the effects of too high a dose as your body flushes it all.
So if you must take the adderal (and this applies if you take dexamphetamine as well), take 1 for two days, then up it to 2, exactly as they told you to. You don't know better than your doctor about this, sorry mate.
Alright. Don't screw yourself around and don't randomly up or down your dose. Keep it consistent.
Adderall is the non-ritalin based one. Concerta is just extended release Ritalin.
The thing is, it wasn't too high of a dose. Two pills (36 mg) is a fairly standard dose, so I think that it might be more of my own reaction to the drug.
I fell down the god damned stairs this morning and im pretty sure i broke my little toe.
damn rug finally ripped off the very top stair and started slipping so now not only am i all bruised but i have to repair the damn thing when i get home.
I fell down the god damned stairs this morning and im pretty sure i broke my little toe.
damn rug finally ripped off the very top stair and started slipping so now not only am i all bruised but i have to repair the damn thing when i get home.
good fucking morning
Its too bad you didn't break your neck, then you'd have a better story to tell.
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I fell down the god damned stairs this morning and im pretty sure i broke my little toe.
damn rug finally ripped off the very top stair and started slipping so now not only am i all bruised but i have to repair the damn thing when i get home.
good fucking morning
Its too bad you didn't break your neck, then you'd have a better story to tell.
I fell down the god damned stairs this morning and im pretty sure i broke my little toe.
damn rug finally ripped off the very top stair and started slipping so now not only am i all bruised but i have to repair the damn thing when i get home.
good fucking morning
Its too bad you didn't break your neck, then you'd have a better story to tell.
I dunno I still laughed.
if i broke my neck, the first thing i'd do is post pics here.
well, i'd have to get someone else to click the buttons but i'd totally be watching the screen.
it was probably pretty funny to watch me thud down the stairs on my ass.
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I hate falling down stairs, makes me feel like such a bitch.
Plus I'd be totally screwed if I did it at my parents house, German homes favor solid wood or tiled staircases. Unforgiving surfaces for tumbling.
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GOD you are like the drooling half cousin I have to clean up after DONT YOU GET IT.
That sucks Organichu. I hope you get to see him before it happens.
Spoiler'd for a long, sappy, non-gay story
or very gay if you hate emotion
We all knew his time was coming to an end, I knew what to expect.
And while I'm ashamed to admit it, at the time... I was going through this nihilistic, existential episode of a couple weeks. And at the time, I was kind of in a somber mood, and I basically refused to acknowledge any strong feelings for my grandfather. I tried to convince myself I didn't actually care about him. It was residual, social programming that I'm supposed to care.
I was basically scared that when he died I wouldn't feel a thing. I would hold "exercises" where I'd imagine that I just got the news that he died, and try to force myself to believe and internalize it as much as possible, and then gage my reaction from that. So stupid... So anyhow, from that I came to the conclusion that I was a cold, uncaring bastard that wouldn't even mourn the passing of the man who babysat me until I was 13. The man who made a leather cat-o-nine tails with my name imprinted on every lash (and never once used it).
And yet, that night, I was fucking balling in my pillow. I had to flip it over, it got so bad. And then after that go so bad I actually had to get my other pillow. And then I fucking had to flip that over, but I ended up eventually just going back to the first one and folding it funny. Worst part was that I lived in the dorm, and I'm pretty sure I woke my roommate up, despite my best efforts. He never mentioned it, though.
He didn't die from the lung cancer, or from old age. He died from a staph infection he got after having to go back for a broken hip. It killed him quickly because of his age, but... He was sick with lung cancer for 30 years...
There is no possible program that could be running it open except for opera, so I have some kind of advertising spyware.
I don't post in DnD often, but I lost my uncle earlier this year. I'll spare the details, but the story's similar to Keenan's. There's no words for when it hits you.
I'll raise a glass after work, with families in mind; yours and mine, Organichu.
Then my mother, who'd been watching me, came over and hugged me and said it was okay to be sad. And I cried.
True story. Emotions are tuff for me to get the hang of without directions.
I felt sad that he never let us get to know him.
He sent my mother a box full of cotton with a little hole cut out once. He'd heard she had a computer so gave her a mouse nest. It was a joke, but nobody laughed or got it in my whole family. Except me, I thought it was funny.
EDIT: It's funny how there's all these shows which went down the gurgler and/or jumped the shark completely somehow and it turns out JJ Abrams was involved.
Well.
I installed a virus in the future into your not yet existant robot arm that will tear your balls off.
Aren't I awesome.
I took 1 pill today and sure enough it did jack squat. Which sucks. I'm not really sure if the intense effects of 2 pills were just because I didn't ramp up, or if that's just how I react to Concerta. I mean, it's not really a drug that you need to "ramp up" with, or at least that's my impression. But I can imagine that my body might have needed to get a little bit adjusted to it before I took two. I will probably take 1 tomorrow and then try 2, but then we're getting into Thanksgiving break and I don't really need it for that.
So it's all business as usual for you. I see.
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Same here.
Don't take adderal.
There's some research that linked ritalin to dna damage of the parts it's affecting in rats.
Ask for a non ritalin based one.
Also the reason taking 1 after 2 did jack squat is you just rocked it with 2. Your body doesn't reset itself at midnight. It can takes three or four days to overcome the effects of too high a dose as your body flushes it all.
So if you must take the adderal (and this applies if you take dexamphetamine as well), take 1 for two days, then up it to 2, exactly as they told you to. You don't know better than your doctor about this, sorry mate.
Alright. Don't screw yourself around and don't randomly up or down your dose. Keep it consistent.
What a sad and quiet chat this is.
And I just came in here to talk about how there's an increase in threads about money in the H/A. We're really going to get in an economic depression, I suppose. And it won't go over fast either. We're trying to solve a crisis stemming from problems with lending too much money with lending more money.
Interesting tidbit: Ari is based off of Rahm's Emanuel brother
Adderall is the non-ritalin based one. Concerta is just extended release Ritalin.
The thing is, it wasn't too high of a dose. Two pills (36 mg) is a fairly standard dose, so I think that it might be more of my own reaction to the drug.
damn rug finally ripped off the very top stair and started slipping so now not only am i all bruised but i have to repair the damn thing when i get home.
good fucking morning
I dunno I still laughed.
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if i broke my neck, the first thing i'd do is post pics here.
well, i'd have to get someone else to click the buttons but i'd totally be watching the screen.
it was probably pretty funny to watch me thud down the stairs on my ass.
Plus I'd be totally screwed if I did it at my parents house, German homes favor solid wood or tiled staircases. Unforgiving surfaces for tumbling.
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Wait a sec.
I thought Ari was modeled after Rahm Emanuel's brother.
You have to watch the West Wing to get your Rahm personification action.