Just got a new batch of Swazi gold and it is in fact Golden.. so gerook soos n spook.
Apart from that just had 1.5mg clonazepam and 150mg pregabalin. Hoping for an afternoon nap.
Had never heard of that strain before. Sounds pretty good. I remember seeing an episode of Vice a couple years back about these guys who grew weed. I think they went somewhere in Africa. They were searching for this strain they had heard about. It was supposed to give you energy without giving the munchies. The locals there had considered it a stimulant. I believe they found the strain and got some seeds and possibly plants. One of the two men died not long after that trip, and I don't know how much that affected their business. I always wonder if that ended up making here and started growing.
Charlie is the best cook in NYC.
Just to be clear that's Charlie, not Charles. You don't want me cooking for you. I once made muffins. Recipe called for "baking powder". We had "baking soda" in the fridge and I thought "close enough". It turned out not to be close enough.
I remember when I use to do 3000 mgs of gabapentin some years back.
I took gabapentin for the first time last night (300mg), Don't know if I felt much. I was hoping it would help me sleep. Only difference was when I woke up I was groggy and out of it for an hour or so. I had taken a small amount of benzo an hour or 2 before the gabapentin, don't know if that had any effect on it. Was it just because it was my first time? That's how it was with opioids initially. I must have taken oxy or hydrocodone about 10 times before I really felt a good high. Was mainly added to get more fucked up when partying in high school. Then one night I snorted 10mg of oxycodone and then proceeded to ask everyone if they felt as amazing as I did.
Did some of the rack with a c. It's alright. Get some bell ringers. You get higher holding it in longer, but I don't think it's very healthy for your lungs. Shot some dope to finish it off. Been having trouble hitting lately. So when you push it in and get that red flow in there, it feels like a freaking miracle. The clouds part and the sun shines down on you. A chorus begins singing Hallelujah. Just have to hold steady. Not being able to hit is incredibly frustrating. This sounds exaggerated but a few nights ago I poked myself at least 25 times. I went through 5-6 needles (which were already used unfortunately) because they kept clogging up with the bits of blood. I'd add small amounts of water to prevent that, but sometimes it's not enough to prevent it. It starts to become a lot less enjoyable when you spend 2 hours poking all over your arms and legs with a dull pointed needle. It really sucks pushing on your skin with it and having to use force to break through.
I'd have a whole other arm to use, but the veins kind of suck over there. I was able to hit, which I barely ever am able to, though I don't try much. However, the veins are so close to the skin that the needle looks like it's not even in. Yet, it was in. The plunger was pulled back and the beautiful blood flowed. All the villagers rejoiced! Only a drug addict or a vampire would describe flowing blood that way. Maybe a serial killer as well.
Edit: Speaking of serial killers, my mother and I are 95% sure we talked to a serial killer an hour or 2 after his most famous kill (Versace). The killer is dead though, so it's hard to verify for sure. That would have been a fun letter to write to a prison though! He was the only person I ever talked to that was excited to tell a mother and child that "another murder had just taken place". What do you say to that? Uh, cool bro. We're going to go over here now or wherever you're not going to be.
WTF they shouldn't have cancelled Winning Time. I had just started watching it. That was disappointing.