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Mailmonkey said:
Don't worry Strutter! i've got your back today! =D
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Boss. I'm having an Indian soon anyway, then the pre-drinks begin... MD guy fell through today as well, busiest drug-money-making-day of the year and he runs out? I don't wana give the guy business advice but fucking hell...
 
How can some women take so so long to get ready? She texts me 'getting dressed' at 6, and here I am still waiting at gone 7. It took me ten minutes in the shower and chucking some clothes on to get ready for tonight, admittedly I don't usually wear make up but STILL!
 
I've seen a few girls walk past mine and it looked liked they applied their makeup with the business end of a 12 guage shotgun.

Gave my partner a one skin of UR-144 and hasn't moved for the best part of an hour. Been smoking it neat. About to smoke what's left lol
 
Sounds damn fine Cornish. I could go for about the same myself. My motivation to go out is shrinking by the second....:) Drinking bubbly, watching Zoolander, reading Philip K Dick and browsing BL. Who needs clubs/pubs/crowds?
 
Evenin', all :)

Also a quiet one for me. Unfortunately. Rather fancied some drugs but not looking likely. NYE alone wiv a litre of voddy just seems so very much more pathetic than NYE alone wiv a coupla grammes of wonk somehow.

In near miss news, lucky I did have to just go hunt and gather the voddy cos I topped-up me leccy as an afterthought. Only had 9p on the meter when I got in. Serendipitous spirit shopping is clearly the way forward.
 
Evening peeps :)

Trying to catch up with myself now and unenthusiastically tick off jobs to do. Like cleaning the shower screen :! all cleaning:! jobs have now been deferred to next year :D I do love a clean and organised home going forth into a new year though.

Man has man-made pizza on the go %)

Quiet Ne'erday here <3 a' the best you lovely peeps you x
 
Shambles said:
You clean on NYE, Kate?!? 8o

And there's me thinking I was pathetic ;)<3
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My bathroom is sparkling Mr Shambles =D

Due to stupidity on my part the bulk ie all of our Ne'erday of drug shenanigans is holidaying with the Royal Mail :\ To make up the man did me a generous CWE earlier that brought me out in the most brightest of bright red histamine reactions , got a nice line in boob n' arse scratches now :\ All good for a Ne'erday though :D

And how is my long pony-tailed wandering free-lancer drug consultant this last day of 2012? <3
 
He has a bit of a headache and is generally mildly befugged for no particular reason thanks, Ms Kate. And sore. Bloody seasonals messed up me repeat script or I'd be joining you in a lil codeine to ease the achings a tad. Ho hum. Am probably just still hungover from t'other day. Way too much booze Chez Sham of late. I can tell cos this here mug of voddy and generic caffeinated beverage is giving my the dry boak every time I get a whiff of it. I'm sure I'll get over it though :\:|=D

In clean bathroom news, mine is also pretty goshdarn cleanly 8o

(but only cos it's still new and i've not puked up the walls or owt yet)

Blimey. Am not sounding so full of NYCheer it seems. Will brave a smidge of rancid-stinkin boozeydrink - the foundation of any great night in surely =D
 
Tut tut red bull in your coffee cup of alcoholic warming beverage is indeed a bad sign m'dear...please tell me you are not trying to mix good tea up with some cheap coop booze? 8(

Aches and pains, soreness and general discontent aren't great lovely - is a bath possible? Ne'erday is just another day, apprecaite this week is full of symbolic days but end of days, they are just that - days. Like everything else they come and go. And then you get to die :D

Full of the joys I am =D

Thank god for buddha eh... lets me off the hook of this current week's worth of suffering. Maybe worth looking into my dear, though I appreciate you are often busy with other things <3

Btw: what does old boys club mean to you re: druggies?


*raises a drink in honour to Shambles*
 
Old Boys Club, Mz Kate? Not entirely sure what you mean by that :sus:

If you are suggesting that Old Boys and Younger Boys have fundamentally different approaches to their drugtaking regime then the main one I notice is that booze became a main course rather than a sidedish. Which is just plain bizarre. And in need of fixing... 8)

As for Buddha... well... it's the least offensive of the Bige Five but still not summat that holds much interest or value to me. Meditation is great. The surrounding bullshit is... mostly still bullshit with nuggets of wisdom scattered occasionally. In a word: religion.

On the specific example of NYE being just another day... absolutely. Has never been a particular celebration for me. It is, however, of some cultural import cos our culture lends it importance. The only truly memorable NYEs I can actually remember tend to be... non-traditionally (non-)celebrated ones. Although that one year with fuckloads of crack, a selection of rockets the dealer laid on and a suitably-sized bit of grass just outside his flat to combine the joys on was also quite fun in more traditional stylee.

Am working on filling me joyflaps but yours do indeed seem to be positively bulging, Kate. Goody good =D<3=D

*holds nose, raises mug, takes swig of voddy & spar "red bull" and feels just slightly less queasy than before*
 
I'm having a quiet one in tonight too. I usually spend NYE on me todd, out of choice. Nerdboy goes to see his family/parents for new year ... I could go there but New Years Eve tends to be an odd one when it comes to going out .. not really for me. The atmosphere is normally hit and miss (mainly miss), and it often ends up depressing rather than out else, so I usually stick to a quiet one in after it's been really busy over Xmas.

I made sure folks (sis/mum/dad and bro as a one off) were sorted for what they needed earlier ('scripts/shopping etc) ... then grabbed some voddy from ma's booze cupboard on my way home, to marry up with my freebie tia maria so I could rustle up some black russians for tonight (yum!)

I'm normally asleep by 12, but I slept in until 1pm, so I doubt I'll sleep until early morning now. I bombed some shitalin earlier and might sample some freebie methylone I got that's been sitting about. Not tried it before but it's likely gonna be podgered in a wee while.

Have a decent night in (or out), wherever you be EADD folks ... kate .. shambles ... scrooloose

I'll come and say hello later if I'm still awake and conscious

<3
 
Methylone is a good call, Mz Marmz. Have very fond memories of M1. More specifically of when I got it mixed up with summat else and doses went a tad awry. One other EADDer knows exactly what I mean, one other less so due to natural tolerance of an ox (with insanely high natural tolerance). Was quite the revelation though. Methylone needs dosing high sez I.

(not for a first time maybe but definitely worth bearing in mind should early trials be somewhat disappointing)
 
Hello good folk of EADD. I'm bereft of cheer and tanked up on etizolam and codeine. I am actually heavily sedated so please excuse the lack of flair or something. I've Recently returned from OZ, for a while there it really looked like I'd broken through, sacked of all the shite and was sitting on top. Landed a really well paid job, I was sponsored to 2016, my best friend was a hilarious stripper/call girl who introduced my to some eye opening situations. I'd a great bunch of heads all of us in the same boat trying to make a go of things on the bottom of the world. In 15 short months I managed to put down some roots (and a substantial bond on an apartment that was sacrificed on what I call black Monday).

Then I met T, or rather T meet me. She was a operations manager, I was top sales person in the solar company. T liked me, I liked T, T liked ice and then I liked ice. In 2 months the situation had spiralled out of control. 3 day sessions in hotels in china town rolled over to mid week use, which inevitably turned into extended lunch breaks and getting caught fucking in work. I was severely warned. There was jealously as well. T was the prize pony in the male dominated solar farmyard and this immigrant rocking up to the very top of the sales board attracted a kind of negative attention I wasn't accustom too. I hadn't held down a 9-5 in 7 years before this role. Office politics were and still remain a mystery to me.

Then there was the drinks party/BBQ on Sunday. I am a horrendous drinker. I gouged myself on exotic canapés and bottle after bottle of wine. It was a family affair. The big bosses birthday in an enormous mansion in one of the most exclusive suburbs in Melbourne. There was an altercation. When I drink I develop a strong Belfast accent, I can also, on occasion develop cuntish tendencies. So when my boss criticised an email I sent in error calling a client a charm school drop out and utter melter (it was ment for customer services not the customer- I wasn't in a great frame of mind when it was sent, but it was an accident) I proceeded to tell him that he was constantly out to get me - tbh I was that smashed I don't really know what I said, but I do know fair digs were offered - and at a corporate event with children present, this is not the way to conduct oneself.

Monday. Monday from hell. I could see them talking, I was a little tweaked but knew I wasn't being paranoid. Bad vibes, furtive derisive glances. Then 5pm I was given le boot. This was a big boot, this was a 16,000 mile boot in the hole. The whole thing was largely a set up. The whole solar industry had been on a government funded gravy train for some years. And all that gravy had been guzzled up. Sales were 47% below projections for that month and with further subsidy cuts impacting next year people had to go. I was the only one still on probation. Expendable. 28days to get convince someone to invest $4/5k in sponsoring you when your not provided a reference is no easy task. Well that's not entirely true. T, although she dropped me pretty much like a toxic potato, did provide me a false reference claiming I still worked there which allowed me to obtain a decent sized personal loan. She also took a massive risk in collecting and forwarding me as many sales reports she could get her hands on. We're still friends- just about. So I spent those 28 days partying like a man possessed, went to bush doofs, festivals in the outback. Clubbing in Sydney, snorkelled the great barrier reef where I achieved a very intimate moment with a green horn turtle.

Then all to soon it was time to say goodbye, clamber into the belly of that metal eagle and return to the cold and the northern. Just in time for some riots over a flag. How depressing. I'm staying in tonight half by choice, half by necessity. I never had a huge network of friends at home - 5 years of playing poker professionally doesn't lend itself to sociability. But the few I have didn't remain in stasis. They are engaged, enveloped in a love that never blossomed between T and I or my exotic dancing friend. 3's a crowd. And I don't have the energy to rekindle acquaintances on such a significant occasion.

I had planned without a shadow of a doubt to return to OZ in Jan, but learn't over the festive period that my mother's cancer scare is no longer a scare. It would take a hard heart to jump ship at this stage. It was shocking to see how far she has deteriorated. Still. I can't really complain. I've a lot on my side. Nabbing that bank loan before spliting the country was one of my brighter ideas. I just want to get away again. Can't though. Can I? If I can't find decent work I cannot stay. Damn i'm pretty sedated. Happy New year everyone. I've very much enjoyed you all these past few years.
 
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