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Gibberings CXVI - The end is nigh - False alarm, as you were

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Hope you can hobble across to Glastonbury Tor, brimz, for Thursday night's 'end of the world' bash. A pessimistic interpretation of the old Mayan calendar predicts the apocalypse will strike sometime Friday. Ah well, so it goes. As long as it's not before Christmas.
 
BBC1 7.30 Inside Out

As monsta mentioned in the TV thread, it's about
Guy Lynn goes undercover to expose the dangerous black market in under-the-counter prescription medicines
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saw a piece about it on News24 earlier today and a couple of pharmacists were seen handing over Oramporph and Temazis without prescription (28 pills for £20) .. that doesn't happen around my way, that I'm aware of.

Also Panorama is on The Barclay Brothers at 8.30pm
 
Yeah the Pox is nasty , haven't seen a infected Bird yet thankfully

Don't think i'll ,make it to The Tor this year Charlie . Spent many a summer solstice their in the past mind, GooD Times:)
 
bet i wasnt the one who you envisioned keeping track of the ol blackcap brimz but yes, last year we had one visit my moms garden quite regularly.. just trying to recall, not a ground feeder, quite timid yes, would wait its turn from the boisterous housesparrows and what not. cant remember seeing any seed discarding - i do know it had a cute mannerism of stepping onto a particular twig and stretching up to reach the feeder..


yes had coaltits too.. absolutely tiny



i can trump you all though.. was lucky enough to witness a bird of prey (possibly sparrowhawk but not sure at all) burst through the conifers 2ft to my left straight infront of my face with a poor housesparrow clutched between giant yellow talons.. stark, but totally captivating at the time





i do have an eye for the birds ;) <3
 
Watch that toe, brimz. I know a few people who've some a cropper with nasty post-op infections and I'm glad to hear you had yours treated. Hope both the pain and the need for shitty meds subside soon. I'll send you 1000 PK Roche as prize for looking after yourself.

Re: changa - I've always encountered it as MAOI-infused leaf; usually caapi. At the same time, however, I concour with Mailmonkey that the name 'changa' is also used widely to decribe non-MAOI infused (but DMT-infused) leaf.

I know there's been some debate over the quantities of MAOI involved and whether they have any efficacy whatsoever, but I don't know if people ar basing that on oral dosing of MAOIs. There are reports of people achieving results from very low doses of caapi / rue extract on its own when smoked.

I guess the jury's out, but the MAOI certainly had an effect in both the duration and nature of my DMT experiences. The scariest one being just short of a breakthrough, where I definitely felt the caapi's influence on the trip.

Placebo? The jury's out. There really isn't much info out there beyond internet speculation.

Weird night - At the same time as meeting my ex I had to see our mutual friend so I could pick up his keys in order to keep an eye on his flat over the festive period, which he'll be spending with his family. While we were sharing coffee he mentioned a few gigs that were taking place locally and invited me along, making it clear this was due to the likely presence of several females we know and wouldn't mind having rude bum sex with.

I'll NSFW the disastrous results for those who don't give two shits about my stupidly-complicated life, because it is a bit of a yarn:

NSFW:
What happens? Decides to tag along. I'd been taking 4-FA the day before and was dosing pretty heavily that afternoon, so I made a deal that she could come out if she promised no headfucks, moodswings, mania, possessiveness, psychic vampirism or silliness. In order to ensure this, we broke off to hers for 'a joint' and 0.5mg alpraz she promised to take.

I love this woman dearly to the extent that one look just makes me want to squeeze her, and I enjoy her company, but she's fucked up plenty of nights where I just want to enjoy myself - and she's ruined other people's nights too. People might question why we still see each other, but the relationship is nowhere near as negative as it might ound from the worst bits.

Anyway, she proceeds to extend the 'half hour / hour' smoking period into three hours of her knocking back generous measures of the cognac I'd just given her, secretly not taking the alpraz and then getting more and more unstable and draining, till the mood swung back to enthusiasm and positivity again.

So I'm already pissed off that I've missed three hours of the company of our mate and three hours of flirting. Because he's working and needs to get the bus, my mate has to leave early, by which time I'd struck up conversation with a girl that said mate has wanted to introduce me to for ages, and who has 'accidentally' bumped into me with her not-insubstantial (and pretty attractive) arse, making a point of a protracted apology by way of excuse to start a conversation the second time around.

I move from my seat to the one which my mate has vacated; which is in the middle of a sofa, with my ex at the other side.

As predicted, said woman and I get on like a house on fire and are already beyond the small talk stage and taking genuine interest in each other's conversation within half an hour. At which point the normal person would make their excuses and leave their mate to it, but instead we get evil stares for over an hour. The woman in question expresses surprise at the fact that my ex is my ex and is still hanging about. She even tries to get said ex involved in the conversation, to which her reply is some derogatory remark claiming she isn't bothered about who I talk to because I'm a tosser. Or words to that effect.

Conversation doesn't last long beyond that, but my new acquaintance makes a point of coming over to say goobye and hug me before going. And gives me a pleasant stroke in the crook of my left arm, which may well have been an attempt to check for tracks rather than anything more, but felt nice and tingly. A good person to know, even if (as is inevitable) nowt else happens.

Anyway, in all the time I've been talking I've not had time to redose 4-FA or drop a benzo, so I'm starting to feel a bit sketched because of my still-present ex's antics. She then informs me she's taken the xanax (several hours after I suggested it) meaning she's both knackered and in a typical booze / benzo strop and we must leave immediately, even though I'm just trying to relax and maybe talk to another woman I know and have spotted, to which the response is a vibe-killing, headfucking strop. Which continues on the short walk back, till our paths finallly diverge.

If anyone's wondering why I didn't just tell her to fuck off just don't ask. I dropped hints, and what bigger hint is there to make yourself scarce than your ex blatantly chatting up another woman? :|


The day in bed. Horlicks, xanax, weed and bupe. <3
 
StoneHappyMonday said:
+ too much speed. ;)
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The fact I was on day two of a binge didn't help, you're spot on. Though I had slept a bit and was feeling fine (moodiness of ex aside) prior to my eschewing the opportunity to redose in order to talk to a woman and not be visibly fucked.

Lesson: more drugs, less ex? Possibly. Though it'd be an easy compromise for her to agree not to throw a spanner in the works should I meet a woman I'm obviously interested in on some level.

Honestly though, you think anybody with a sense of self-worth would get out of the way, wouldn't you? Not that I'm saying any sexual activity was ever on the cards, but it was definitely not your usual chatting-shit-to-strangers thing. At least not on her part, anyway.

I may well have been guilty of chatting shit, and lots of it.
 
SamhainGrim said:
Honestly though, you think anybody with a sense of self-worth would get out of the way, wouldn't you?
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Ahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha.

Let's say I have much worse tales than yours from my dim and distant past.

Breaking up is hard to do de-dum-de-dum-de-dum
 
StoneHappyMonday said:
Breaking up is hard to do de-dum-de-dum-de-dum
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Oh, indeed. This was over a year ago though, and her decision entirely.

In the meantime she's made it clear she thinks I'm a drug addict dosser who wastes his few talents and swallows every romantic fuckup myth, applying it to himself in vainglorious fashion as an excuse for doing fuck all. Which, to be fair, was true of me about a year ago. A lot has changed since then.

She's also kept me alive and gone beyond the call of duty to ensure my welfare, and on a non-neurotic day is the funniest, most endearing company you could hope for.

Good to know I'm not the only one out there who's this fucking hopelessly stupid anyway. :)
 
Marmalade said:
I knew what film it was from ;p ... we had to sing that song in the school choir once.

And yes, I've been mentioned in the same sentence as Mary Poppins many times before

Spit Spot!
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I can only imagine what kind of "medicine" you give to people.
a spoonful of sugar helps the GHB go down :)
 
^^

Straying from the relative safety of our beloved EADD to spread the 'love' in other corners of BL may well have consequences, I'd ask you to play nice but from what I could see I think you were ...but all things are relative ;)
 
atm23 said:
^^

Straying from the relative safety of our beloved EADD to spread the 'love' in other corners of BL may well have consequences, I'd ask you to play nice but from what I could see I think you were ...but all things are relative ;)
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I advise a 3 month break atm.
 
I'm not sure the comment made by the ED mod was aimed directly at you, there was a small gaggle (a collective noun i have just adopted for the purposes of this post) of posters not being very sympathetic to the more 'sensible' ambience of ED.

what is all that 3 month shizzle about any way
 
Whatcha on about, Mailmonkey?

It's Gibberings. I can vent as much cack as I like. Which I don't do as frequently as in times of old, but when I vent, I vent. Sorry if it's not your bag just now.

Can't even honestly claim that women are silly, or witches, or any of the usual shit, because that's the second attractive, interesting and (almost painfully) open and honest one I've met in a matter of weeks.

After two years of an unstable, emotionally-unfulfilling (in fact, damaging) relationship and one year of complicated friendship (the complication often being my fault too, though I've taken steps to correct it), I'd become convinced I was just doomed to meet good-natured, well-intentioned but emotionally-sadistic females, and was very defensive, to the point where I'd quite gladly talk myself out of casual sex for the perverse thrill of feeling like you'd won some kind of battle of sexual politics.

Then regret it the next time I got a lob-on, of course. I may be fucked up, but I'm human.

I shall, however, cease moaning about my continued failure to capitalise on sexual opportunities and leave it there.
 
ammendment to the above, just to be a pedant. You can't possibly calculate whether someone is honest or not in such a short space of time

and LOL, well-intentioned AND emotionally-sadistic?

WTF!

Revise please Samantha
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I'm not being deliberately argumentative, I promise ewe Tracey <3
 
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