Inflorescence
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kill me now ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Must say the 191mgs of Diphenidine last night were epic, lying in bed full darkness, no sounds, parallelel universe type of thing, amazing landscapes, if only it were clearer and the trips had more directions and less sheer randomness than mxe it would be perfect.
You ever smoked DMT before kenny
the frog version (apologies, not a psychonaut and have forgotten the chemical name) is actually treated with caution even by the hardcore crystal-heads
anyone have the foggiest what im grasping at here?
Woke up feeling like absolute utter trodden on shit and rang my docs for an emergency appointment to just sort of...I don't know really. Sorry no go. Went to register at new docs cos been meaning to anyway. Can't have an appointment til my check up on Tuesday and will have to make a separate appointment after that. So when I said it was 'sort of urgent' not wanting to go into how awful I feel mentally in the middle of a crowded waiting room, she sent me off to the GUM clinic. Cheers.
So uh yeah I guess I will find things to make me happy til whenever I can get an appointment and I booked a hair cut today so that's something. Is nothing suicidal, just serious anxiety and depression and all that stuff. .
I swear this 2-FA kinda feels like coke or something, relaxed stimulating high, it aint got me rushing around like speed would but its similar to speed
In happier news, the spider I saw last night has not returned.
Probably.
Doing stimulant drugs at home on a weekday afternoon, Dan?
That's not like you...
That's utter bollocks. Did they actually deny you the appointment, or did they try to fob you off? It's often the latter, but for people with depression and anxiety issues it can be enough to have to make the call without adding the extra stress of having to twist some receptionist's arm.
Hope it gets better somehow.
Congrats on the fearless spider eviction, Snoll-de-Roll
I just did similar as it happens. Fancy a bath to try to clear hangover grot but - obviously - there was a spider in residence. Have been a lifelong arachnophobe but been much (much) better these last few years. To the point I just picked the blighter up (in a bit of toilet paper - and gently so as not to squish the poor fella (I may not like 'em but don't feel that gives me the right to just kill 'em)) and tossed him out the window. Hopefully he's scuttled off to elsewhere. They do seem to come back though. Admittedly I'd probably struggle to tell 'em apart so may not actually be one very persistent bugger so much as an entire species or two. Am rather chuffed at the level of nonchalance involved in such spidey dealings though![]()